-0.10
- Creato il
- …
- Prossimo compleanno
- …
- Ultima attività
- …
- Security status
- -0.10
Scheda di combattimento
Numeri da eve-kill, di tutta la carriera
Combattimento
- Kill
- 1733
- Perdite
- 218
- Efficienza
- 89%
- Indice di pericolo
- 94%
ISK
- Distrutti
- 299.63B
- Persi
- 19.71B
- Efficienza ISK
- 94%
- Bilancio
- +279.93B
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 562
- Percentuale solo
- 32%
- Colpi finali
- 869
- Punti
- 1733
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 13
- Quota perdite NPC
- 6%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni
Danni inflitti16.8M
Danni subiti2.6M
Rapporto danni87%
Profilo operativo
Come combatte, con chi e contro chi — ultimi 90 giorni
Attività
Cosa vola e dove combatte
I più preziosi
Chi incontra
Chi uccide, da chi viene ucciso e cosa perde
ClassificheUltimi 90g
Scafi persiUltimi 90g
Perdite suddivise per classe di scafo.
Carriera
Le corporazioni attraversate, dalla più recente
Bio in gioco
The old world is dying and the new world struggles to be born.
Now is the time of monsters.
((Lite Roleplayer))
Birthplace: Gulfonodi V Minmatar Mining Corp Station YC86
Tribe/Clan:Vherokior /Singing Hills
Ethnicity: Vherokior/Thukker Matari
Professions: Freebooter, Light Industry
Affiliations:Alexylva Paradox , Thukker Tribe, Angel Cartel
Clone status: Alpha α
✜
From brooding gulfs are we beheld by that which bears no name
Its heralds are the stars it fells, the sky and earth aflame
Corporeal laws are unwrit, as suns and love retreat
To cosmic madness, laws submit, though stalwart minds entreat
In luminous space, blackened stars, they gaze, accuse, deny
Roiling, moaning this realm of ours in madness, lost shall die
Carrion hordes trill their profane accord with eldritch plans
To cosmic forms from tangent planes, we end as we began
- Lohk
Now is the time of monsters.
((Lite Roleplayer))
Birthplace: Gulfonodi V Minmatar Mining Corp Station YC86
Tribe/Clan:
Ethnicity: Vherokior/Thukker Matari
Professions: Freebooter, Light Industry
Affiliations:
Clone status: Alpha α
✜
From brooding gulfs are we beheld by that which bears no name
Its heralds are the stars it fells, the sky and earth aflame
Corporeal laws are unwrit, as suns and love retreat
To cosmic madness, laws submit, though stalwart minds entreat
In luminous space, blackened stars, they gaze, accuse, deny
Roiling, moaning this realm of ours in madness, lost shall die
Carrion hordes trill their profane accord with eldritch plans
To cosmic forms from tangent planes, we end as we began
- Lohk