4.80
- Kill
- 139
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 35
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 83%
- ISK distrutti
- 24.17B
- +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
- 139
- Perdite
- 35
- Indice di pericolo
- 74%
- Colpi finali
- 12
- Punti
- 139
ISK
- Distrutti
- 24.17B
- Persi
- 4.89B
- Bilancio
- +19.28B
- Efficienza ISK
- 83%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 1
- Percentuale solo
- 1%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 9
- Quota perdite NPC
- 26%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti2.3M
Rapporto danni · 91%
Danni subiti225.0K
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
Freedom is my compass, and the stars are my domain
I am a Gallente wanderer, a dreamer among the stars. My path is not bound by roles or expectations—one day, I am a miner, coaxing treasures from asteroids; the next, an explorer, unraveling the mysteries of forgotten worlds. In battle, I am resolute, my ship an extension of my will.
I wear friendliness like a second skin, but beneath lies a fire that flares when tested. Push me too far, and you’ll see that even the calmest pilot has storms waiting in his soul.
I owe allegiance to no corporation, no alliance. The void is my companion, the endless expanse of New Eden my only master. Freedom sings to me in the hum of warp drives and the silence between the stars.
If you seek a kindred spirit, a fellow wanderer, or someone to share a quiet moment in the black, I am here. But tread carefully—friend or foe, the choice is yours.
PS: I'm not sure what you expected to find here, but you're fresh out of luck!
If you want to insult me, get in line, even toilets can only serve one asshole at a time
I am a Gallente wanderer, a dreamer among the stars. My path is not bound by roles or expectations—one day, I am a miner, coaxing treasures from asteroids; the next, an explorer, unraveling the mysteries of forgotten worlds. In battle, I am resolute, my ship an extension of my will.
I wear friendliness like a second skin, but beneath lies a fire that flares when tested. Push me too far, and you’ll see that even the calmest pilot has storms waiting in his soul.
I owe allegiance to no corporation, no alliance. The void is my companion, the endless expanse of New Eden my only master. Freedom sings to me in the hum of warp drives and the silence between the stars.
If you seek a kindred spirit, a fellow wanderer, or someone to share a quiet moment in the black, I am here. But tread carefully—friend or foe, the choice is yours.
PS: I'm not sure what you expected to find here, but you're fresh out of luck!
If you want to insult me, get in line, even toilets can only serve one asshole at a time