1.20
- Kill
- 4
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 4
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 79%
- ISK distrutti
- 422.6M
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Attività
- Inattivo
- 0 kill/giorno · ultimi 90 giorni
Scheda di combattimento
Numeri da eve-kill, di tutta la carriera
Combattimento
- Kill
- 4
- Perdite
- 4
- Indice di pericolo
- 100%
- Colpi finali
- 2
- Punti
- 4
ISK
- Distrutti
- 422.6M
- Persi
- 109.8M
- Bilancio
- +312.9M
- Efficienza ISK
- 79%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 0
- Percentuale solo
- 0%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 0
- Quota perdite NPC
- 0%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti20.5K
Rapporto danni · 85%
Danni subiti3.7K
Attività
Cosa vola, dove combatte, le ultime kill e perdite
I più preziosi
Le kill più costose del periodo
Chi incontra
Chi uccide, da chi viene ucciso e cosa perde
Ultimi 90g
Uccisi
Ucciso da
Scafi persiPerdite suddivise per classe di scafo.
Bio in gioco
---In a bar, somewhere in the Essence region---
You wanna know about the eye? Like, is there some heroic story behind it? Nah, not really kid. Space rhino actually.
*Azrael takes a long sip of his drink, which you would guess to be neat run if wasnt for the almost overpowering chemical smell comming off it*
What? Now whats with that look? Dont believe me? Space rhinos are viscious ya know.
*Here Azrael takes another sip of his drink all the while keeping his eyes locked on you over the edge of his mug*
Ok, ok, enough with the icy stare. Its not that interesting. While I was still mortal, I worked on a Rorqual, running the belts to the smelters. All my family were miners see?
So one day I start shift hungover to high hell and trip over my own feet. Fellover smack straight on to a boilerplate. Melted that whole side of my face, as you can well see.
What? 'course I could get it fixed, But then I couldnt try to get people with the space rhino story, savvy?
You wanna know about the eye? Like, is there some heroic story behind it? Nah, not really kid. Space rhino actually.
*Azrael takes a long sip of his drink, which you would guess to be neat run if wasnt for the almost overpowering chemical smell comming off it*
What? Now whats with that look? Dont believe me? Space rhinos are viscious ya know.
*Here Azrael takes another sip of his drink all the while keeping his eyes locked on you over the edge of his mug*
Ok, ok, enough with the icy stare. Its not that interesting. While I was still mortal, I worked on a Rorqual, running the belts to the smelters. All my family were miners see?
So one day I start shift hungover to high hell and trip over my own feet. Fellover smack straight on to a boilerplate. Melted that whole side of my face, as you can well see.
What? 'course I could get it fixed, But then I couldnt try to get people with the space rhino story, savvy?