Scheda di combattimento
Numeri da eve-kill, di tutta la carriera
Combattimento
- Kill
- 433
- Perdite
- 725
- Indice di pericolo
- 96%
- Colpi finali
- 368
- Punti
- 433
ISK
- Distrutti
- 86.94B
- Persi
- 223.85B
- Bilancio
- -136.91B
- Efficienza ISK
- 28%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 114
- Percentuale solo
- 26%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 32
- Quota perdite NPC
- 4%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Attività
Cosa vola la corporazione, dove combatte, le ultime kill e perdite
I più preziosi
Le kill più costose del periodo
Chi incontra
Chi uccide, da chi viene uccisa e cosa perde
Ultimi 90g
Uccisi
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Descrizione
Born a ‘new we fumble for balance, understanding, and... Control.
Pushing our barriers, we spread out among the stars.
Industrialists, Explorers, Imperial Soldiers, Mercenaries,
and Pirates all drawn to the open reaches of space.
Each success dulled by whispers from the unexplored shadows.
Soon we rise, metal tested and tempered in the fires
of rage and defiance. The nerves settle, reflexes adapt, reporting with precision and memory. The heartbeat quickens with anticipation, priming the very soul for that which we now crave... that moment... that moment when we are... in Control!
We few have shed our fear of the dark. We have embraced the darkness and made it our home. Surrounding ourselves with motives and disciplines aligned with our own. We have broken the bonds of Race and Empire, brazenly roaming wormhole space in search of a mortal's nightmare. We are Wardens of the Night and we are the shadows!
Our charter: to harvest the riches of New Eden by our decree.
Our command: seasoned, methodical, and resolute.
Our security: perseverance, paranoia, and tenacity.
Our core: honor, respect, and dedication.
Team speak is our voice, order dictates our rewards, and Real Life comes first.
We dine on sleepers, build what we need, and we make our own destinies.
Our lives are not for the timid or the unprepared.
Inspired to look where others dare not? Join our public recruitment channel, "NWL", if you are interested in joining the Night Wardens, or the alliance, which we run, Viro Mors Non Est (For the Hero, There is No Death).
The Night Wardens.
Honor, loyalty, dedication, and good fellowship are trademarks of this noble corporation. For years we have plumbed the depths of the enigma that is wormhole space. We’ve laughed, we’ve had our solemn times, but all in all we enjoy playing this unique and challenging game in the context of w-space and in the context that real life exists and that we sometime are supporting our brothers even outside of the game.
We are willing to teach our craft to the teachable, give a hand-up to the down-trodden, and sometimes even help the wayward lost souls.
On the other hand, selfishness, greed, lying and even an over-abundance of complaining are not things we tolerate. We love to play the game, and aren’t here to baby-sit.
We can build, we can farm, we can fight, we can kill. All this we do with honor – if we make an agreement, you can take it to the bank.
Pushing our barriers, we spread out among the stars.
Industrialists, Explorers, Imperial Soldiers, Mercenaries,
and Pirates all drawn to the open reaches of space.
Each success dulled by whispers from the unexplored shadows.
Soon we rise, metal tested and tempered in the fires
of rage and defiance. The nerves settle, reflexes adapt, reporting with precision and memory. The heartbeat quickens with anticipation, priming the very soul for that which we now crave... that moment... that moment when we are... in Control!
We few have shed our fear of the dark. We have embraced the darkness and made it our home. Surrounding ourselves with motives and disciplines aligned with our own. We have broken the bonds of Race and Empire, brazenly roaming wormhole space in search of a mortal's nightmare. We are Wardens of the Night and we are the shadows!
Our charter: to harvest the riches of New Eden by our decree.
Our command: seasoned, methodical, and resolute.
Our security: perseverance, paranoia, and tenacity.
Our core: honor, respect, and dedication.
Team speak is our voice, order dictates our rewards, and Real Life comes first.
We dine on sleepers, build what we need, and we make our own destinies.
Our lives are not for the timid or the unprepared.
Inspired to look where others dare not? Join our public recruitment channel, "NWL", if you are interested in joining the Night Wardens, or the alliance, which we run, Viro Mors Non Est (For the Hero, There is No Death).
The Night Wardens.
Honor, loyalty, dedication, and good fellowship are trademarks of this noble corporation. For years we have plumbed the depths of the enigma that is wormhole space. We’ve laughed, we’ve had our solemn times, but all in all we enjoy playing this unique and challenging game in the context of w-space and in the context that real life exists and that we sometime are supporting our brothers even outside of the game.
We are willing to teach our craft to the teachable, give a hand-up to the down-trodden, and sometimes even help the wayward lost souls.
On the other hand, selfishness, greed, lying and even an over-abundance of complaining are not things we tolerate. We love to play the game, and aren’t here to baby-sit.
We can build, we can farm, we can fight, we can kill. All this we do with honor – if we make an agreement, you can take it to the bank.