5.01
Secret Flame
Aug 15, 2020
Mar 31, 2006(20y)
Mar 31, 2027(213d)
Combat
Kills1
Losses14
Efficiency7%
ISK
Destroyed49.53m
Lost2.74b
ISK Eff.2%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows1
Points1
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Caldari
Achura
5.01
Secret Flame
Last Active
Aug 15, 2020
Birthday
Mar 31, 2006 (20 years old)
Next Birthday
Mar 31, 2027 (213 days)
Combat
Kills1
Losses14
Efficiency7%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed49.53m
Lost2.74b
ISK Efficiency2%
Balance-2692469966
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows1
Points1
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
Alone amongst scattered shards and mostly buried in warm sand lay the golden treasure. The sun’s fiery chariot raced towards day’s end. The early star bore witness as the hidden struggle became revealed within the crazing cracks of the mystery revealing itself.
A sharp appendage pierced from inside the egg, then nostrils pressed to the gap. The occupant seemed to rest and gather strength, but perhaps the environ was being assessed. In an explosion of energy, the being transported up and away from its chamber, leaving a crater with fragments hurtled afar.
Barely taking time to dry and to stretch out, the hunt began. Deep instinct said that there were danger and wrongness, that there should be others, there should be one who cares nearby. But nothing familiar to instinct pacified the feelings of insecurity, and the reaction is fierce aggression tempered by a touch of caution. Circling, spiralling outwards from the clutch; low to the ground, senses extended; pausing in cover, tense between readiness and conservation; higher ground or rocks extend the horizon; look through or around; two objectives: food to sate the ravenous hole in the middle, and find and eliminate threats.
The darkness grows but eyes adjust and the sensorium of sound and scent provides colour beyond the visual. No hazard found in the sandy stretch within long sight of the clutch’s remains. A few snacks have offered themselves along the way: fur and skin or chitinous shell-covered, their nourishment is quickly extracted.
Not tired, but time to settle for a rest – a burrow which exudes the warmth and low breathing of its denizens is an attractive call. Gently and carefully making a way in amongst the unfrightened family; here is warmth, concealment and food which offers itself unresentfully. Relax, dream, grow.
A sharp appendage pierced from inside the egg, then nostrils pressed to the gap. The occupant seemed to rest and gather strength, but perhaps the environ was being assessed. In an explosion of energy, the being transported up and away from its chamber, leaving a crater with fragments hurtled afar.
Barely taking time to dry and to stretch out, the hunt began. Deep instinct said that there were danger and wrongness, that there should be others, there should be one who cares nearby. But nothing familiar to instinct pacified the feelings of insecurity, and the reaction is fierce aggression tempered by a touch of caution. Circling, spiralling outwards from the clutch; low to the ground, senses extended; pausing in cover, tense between readiness and conservation; higher ground or rocks extend the horizon; look through or around; two objectives: food to sate the ravenous hole in the middle, and find and eliminate threats.
The darkness grows but eyes adjust and the sensorium of sound and scent provides colour beyond the visual. No hazard found in the sandy stretch within long sight of the clutch’s remains. A few snacks have offered themselves along the way: fur and skin or chitinous shell-covered, their nourishment is quickly extracted.
Not tired, but time to settle for a rest – a burrow which exudes the warmth and low breathing of its denizens is an attractive call. Gently and carefully making a way in amongst the unfrightened family; here is warmth, concealment and food which offers itself unresentfully. Relax, dream, grow.
Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Aug 2020
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -