3.16
Zoltan Konstantin
Jun 18, 2026
Jun 15, 2017(9y)
Jun 15, 2027(255d)
Combat
Kills227
Losses187
Efficiency55%
ISK
Destroyed547.96b
Lost29.72b
ISK Eff.95%
Solo
Solo Kills24
Solo Ratio11%
Final Blows65
Combat Points210
Other
NPC Losses8
NPC Loss Ratio4%
Avg Kills/Day0.07
ActivityInactive
Gallente
Gallente
3.16
Zoltan Konstantin
Last Active
Jun 18, 2026
Birthday
Jun 15, 2017 (9 years old)
Next Birthday
Jun 15, 2027 (255 days)
Combat
Kills227
Losses187
Efficiency55%
Danger Ratio96%
ISK
Destroyed547.96b
Lost29.72b
ISK Efficiency95%
Balance+518.24b
Solo
Solo Kills24
Solo Ratio11%
Final Blows65
Combat Points210
Other
NPC Losses8
NPC Loss Ratio4%
Avg Kills/Day0.07
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
And now there came across the turbid waves
The clangour of a sound with terror fraught,
Because of which both of the margins trembled;
Not otherwise it was than of a wind
Impetuous on account of adverse heats,
That smites the forest, and, without restraint,
The branches rends, beats down, and bears away;
Right onward, laden with dust, it goes superb,
And puts to flight the wild beasts and the shepherds.
Mine eyes he loosed, and said: “Direct the nerve
Of vision now along that ancient foam,
There yonder where that smoke is most intense.”
Even as the frogs before the hostile serpent
Across the water scatter all abroad,
Until each one is huddled in the earth.
More than a thousand ruined souls I saw,
Thus fleeing from before one who on foot
Was passing o’er the Styx with soles unwet
From off his face he fanned that unctuous air,
Waving his left hand oft in front of him,
And only with that anguish seemed he weary.
Well I perceived one sent from Heaven was he,
And to the Master turned; and he made sign
That I should quiet stand, and bow before him.
Ah! how disdainful he appeared to me!
He reached the gate, and with a little rod
He opened it, for there was no resistance.
The clangour of a sound with terror fraught,
Because of which both of the margins trembled;
Not otherwise it was than of a wind
Impetuous on account of adverse heats,
That smites the forest, and, without restraint,
The branches rends, beats down, and bears away;
Right onward, laden with dust, it goes superb,
And puts to flight the wild beasts and the shepherds.
Mine eyes he loosed, and said: “Direct the nerve
Of vision now along that ancient foam,
There yonder where that smoke is most intense.”
Even as the frogs before the hostile serpent
Across the water scatter all abroad,
Until each one is huddled in the earth.
More than a thousand ruined souls I saw,
Thus fleeing from before one who on foot
Was passing o’er the Styx with soles unwet
From off his face he fanned that unctuous air,
Waving his left hand oft in front of him,
And only with that anguish seemed he weary.
Well I perceived one sent from Heaven was he,
And to the Master turned; and he made sign
That I should quiet stand, and bow before him.
Ah! how disdainful he appeared to me!
He reached the gate, and with a little rod
He opened it, for there was no resistance.
Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Jun 2026
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -