2.28
Valfreyja muse
Jul 13, 2019
Dec 5, 2011(14y)
Dec 5, 2026(108d)
Combat
Kills6
Losses8
Efficiency43%
ISK
Destroyed2.83b
Lost1.33b
ISK Eff.68%
Solo
Solo Kills2
Solo Ratio33%
Final Blows2
Points6
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Caldari
Deteis
2.28
Valfreyja muse
Last Active
Jul 13, 2019
Birthday
Dec 5, 2011 (14 years old)
Next Birthday
Dec 5, 2026 (108 days)
Combat
Kills6
Losses8
Efficiency43%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed2.83b
Lost1.33b
ISK Efficiency68%
Balance+1.50b
Solo
Solo Kills2
Solo Ratio33%
Final Blows2
Points6
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
**cruor ventus**
Damnation seize my soul if I give you quarters, or take any from you!
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sing a song of sixpence
a pocket full of rye
four and twenty blackbirds
baked in a pie
the king was in his counting house
counting out his money
the queen was in the parlor
eating bread and honey
when the pie was opened
the birds began to sing
was that not a tasty dish
to set befor the king?
the maid was in the garden
hanging out the clothes
when down came a blackbird
and snapped off her nose.
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Hark ye, you Cocklyn and la Bouche, I find by strengthening you, I have put a rod into your hands to whip myself, but I am still able to deal with you both; but since we met in love, let us part in love, for I find that three of a trade can never agree.
Damnation seize my soul if I give you quarters, or take any from you!
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sing a song of sixpence
a pocket full of rye
four and twenty blackbirds
baked in a pie
the king was in his counting house
counting out his money
the queen was in the parlor
eating bread and honey
when the pie was opened
the birds began to sing
was that not a tasty dish
to set befor the king?
the maid was in the garden
hanging out the clothes
when down came a blackbird
and snapped off her nose.
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Hark ye, you Cocklyn and la Bouche, I find by strengthening you, I have put a rod into your hands to whip myself, but I am still able to deal with you both; but since we met in love, let us part in love, for I find that three of a trade can never agree.
Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Jul 2019
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -