0.31
Sol en Distrl's
Nov 10, 2018
May 20, 2017(9y)
May 20, 2027(269d)
Combat
Kills121
Losses54
Efficiency69%
ISK
Destroyed15.58b
Lost366.31m
ISK Eff.98%
Solo
Solo Kills2
Solo Ratio2%
Final Blows10
Points121
Other
NPC Losses2
NPC Loss Ratio4%
Avg Kills/Day0.04
ActivityInactive
Gallente
Gallente
0.31
Sol en Distrl's
Last Active
Nov 10, 2018
Birthday
May 20, 2017 (9 years old)
Next Birthday
May 20, 2027 (269 days)
Combat
Kills121
Losses54
Efficiency69%
Danger Ratio96%
ISK
Destroyed15.58b
Lost366.31m
ISK Efficiency98%
Balance+15.21b
Solo
Solo Kills2
Solo Ratio2%
Final Blows10
Points121
Other
NPC Losses2
NPC Loss Ratio4%
Avg Kills/Day0.04
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
Kubla Khan (part thereof)
BY SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE
Or, a vision in a dream. A Fragment.
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round;
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted
Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover!
A savage place! as holy and enchanted
As e’er beneath a waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her demon-lover!
And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,
A mighty fountain momently was forced:
Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
etc.
BY SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE
Or, a vision in a dream. A Fragment.
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round;
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted
Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover!
A savage place! as holy and enchanted
As e’er beneath a waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her demon-lover!
And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,
A mighty fountain momently was forced:
Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
etc.
Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Nov 2018
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -