Naui dan Huren
Apr 11, 2020
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(119d)
Combat
Kills0
Losses61
Efficiency0%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost250.28m
ISK Eff.0%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Combat Points0
Other
NPC Losses3
NPC Loss Ratio5%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Naui dan Huren
Last Active
Apr 11, 2020
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (119 days)
Combat
Kills0
Losses61
Efficiency0%
Danger Ratio95%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost250.28m
ISK Efficiency0%
Balance-250280514
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Combat Points0
Other
NPC Losses3
NPC Loss Ratio5%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
From and of my test:
Doubt gives you fear.
So you doubt you are afraid.
Does this enhance you will succumb to me?
No.
Do you wonder what truth is in the lines above?
Yes.
Your fear is my shadow, murk, fog, and dervish.
I stalk to place the fang in the weakness you have shown.
~Vherokior tribe is a splinter tribe from the Starkmanir tribe.Some five thousand years ago a brutal Starkmanir chief was exiled with all his people.The chief led his people into the most inhospitable part of Matar and was never seen again. They never revealed the cause for this change, but took to roaming between the other Minmatar tribes in large caravans,living as merchants, healers, scholars and fortune tellers.~
My cunning is a gift from spirits that found my tribe.
Spirits some call demons from the stars.
Though Angels go unknowing how they serve them too.
Age after Age of Immortals cascade events like waves upon a shore.
Ask a question.
Accept doubt.
Accept fear.
ACCEPT DEATH.
Then become worthy of hope.
Doubt gives you fear.
So you doubt you are afraid.
Does this enhance you will succumb to me?
No.
Do you wonder what truth is in the lines above?
Yes.
Your fear is my shadow, murk, fog, and dervish.
I stalk to place the fang in the weakness you have shown.
~Vherokior tribe is a splinter tribe from the Starkmanir tribe.Some five thousand years ago a brutal Starkmanir chief was exiled with all his people.The chief led his people into the most inhospitable part of Matar and was never seen again. They never revealed the cause for this change, but took to roaming between the other Minmatar tribes in large caravans,living as merchants, healers, scholars and fortune tellers.~
My cunning is a gift from spirits that found my tribe.
Spirits some call demons from the stars.
Though Angels go unknowing how they serve them too.
Age after Age of Immortals cascade events like waves upon a shore.
Ask a question.
Accept doubt.
Accept fear.
ACCEPT DEATH.
Then become worthy of hope.
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Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Apr 2020
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PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
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