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- Ultima attività
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- Security status
- 0.00
Scheda di combattimento
Numeri da eve-kill, di tutta la carriera
Combattimento
- Kill
- 0
- Perdite
- 2
- Efficienza
- 0%
- Indice di pericolo
- 100%
ISK
- Distrutti
- 0
- Persi
- 3.5M
- Efficienza ISK
- 0%
- Bilancio
- -3.5M
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 0
- Percentuale solo
- 0%
- Colpi finali
- 0
- Punti
- 0
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 0
- Quota perdite NPC
- 0%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni
Danni inflitti0
Danni subiti1.1K
Rapporto danni0%
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
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VokiraDal venerdì 28 giugno 20190 Kill2 Perdite
Panworks MinesDal martedì 19 febbraio 20190 Kill0 Perdite
Ghosts ShadowDal mercoledì 15 agosto 20180 Kill0 Perdite
Sigil Shard EnterprisesDal venerdì 20 gennaio 20170 Kill0 Perdite
Federal Navy AcademyDal giovedì 20 ottobre 20160 Kill0 Perdite
Bio in gioco
A muffled burst sounds in the clouds and a warming of the air mark the coming of an angel. After landing like a comet, a silent being with eyes with a circle of light stands in front of you. For a brief moment they look at you as if judging your every being within a few seconds.
Two massive wings of moonlight cast a large shadow on you. Their slender and muscular body moves with smooth, floating moves and is wrapped in golden cloth. They carry a weapon of pure light, it's surrounded by a pulsing energy, likely a protective barrier. You take a final glance at their face; you see a gentle smile without emotion. They speak a few words in a language unknown to you, as a halo suddenly flares brightly above their head. You recall the words of a prophet that had spoken of something like this, and while you didnt believe then, you now realize the folly of your choice, as you slowly begin to disenegrate.
Two massive wings of moonlight cast a large shadow on you. Their slender and muscular body moves with smooth, floating moves and is wrapped in golden cloth. They carry a weapon of pure light, it's surrounded by a pulsing energy, likely a protective barrier. You take a final glance at their face; you see a gentle smile without emotion. They speak a few words in a language unknown to you, as a halo suddenly flares brightly above their head. You recall the words of a prophet that had spoken of something like this, and while you didnt believe then, you now realize the folly of your choice, as you slowly begin to disenegrate.