- Kill
- 143
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 21
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 68%
- ISK distrutti
- 3.77B
- +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
- 143
- Perdite
- 21
- Indice di pericolo
- 48%
- Colpi finali
- 59
- Punti
- 143
ISK
- Distrutti
- 3.77B
- Persi
- 1.74B
- Bilancio
- +2.03B
- Efficienza ISK
- 68%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 31
- Percentuale solo
- 22%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 11
- Quota perdite NPC
- 52%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti140.2K
Rapporto danni · 64%
Danni subiti77.7K
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
Yarr! ☠
Venatrixia > United Kinkdom!
Venatrixia > Venakinkia
Venatrixia > I don't eve know what kink means
Venatrixia > Kinkros Ma'l! (wtf)
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Stuck in a place of time and space, where time has little meaning. Where memories are intertwined between past and present, where past memories fade and others are played. Memories lost yet the pain remains. I must refrain from lingering on the everlasting pain.
It is so plain, the pain that has left me blind for this length of time. Yet I can not see what was left behind on the memories that once was. Only the whispers of the dead echo in my ear. Never fear that which is gone, only fear that which can be taken away. Memories linger and those are fading as I am craving to not only escape the past but also look back and to a certain extent, live there.
Venatrixia > United Kinkdom!
Venatrixia > Venakinkia
Venatrixia > I don't eve know what kink means
Venatrixia > Kinkros Ma'l! (wtf)
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Stuck in a place of time and space, where time has little meaning. Where memories are intertwined between past and present, where past memories fade and others are played. Memories lost yet the pain remains. I must refrain from lingering on the everlasting pain.
It is so plain, the pain that has left me blind for this length of time. Yet I can not see what was left behind on the memories that once was. Only the whispers of the dead echo in my ear. Never fear that which is gone, only fear that which can be taken away. Memories linger and those are fading as I am craving to not only escape the past but also look back and to a certain extent, live there.