1.46
Lewis L Vella
Nov 19, 2017
Apr 29, 2012(14y)
Apr 29, 2027(247d)
Combat
Kills2
Losses8
Efficiency20%
ISK
Destroyed405.98m
Lost597.63m
ISK Eff.40%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points2
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Gallente
Intaki
1.46
Lewis L Vella
Last Active
Nov 19, 2017
Birthday
Apr 29, 2012 (14 years old)
Next Birthday
Apr 29, 2027 (247 days)
Combat
Kills2
Losses8
Efficiency20%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed405.98m
Lost597.63m
ISK Efficiency40%
Balance-191655859
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points2
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter, long ago.
Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain;
Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign.
In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.
Enough for Him, whom cherubim, worship night and day,
Breastful of milk, and a mangerful of hay;
Enough for Him, whom angels fall before,
The ox and ass and camel which adore.
Angels and archangels may have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air;
But His mother only, in her maiden bliss,
Worshipped the beloved with a kiss.
What can I give Him, poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb;
If I were a Wise Man, I would do my part;
Yet what I can I give Him: give my Astero!
Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter, long ago.
Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain;
Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign.
In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.
Enough for Him, whom cherubim, worship night and day,
Breastful of milk, and a mangerful of hay;
Enough for Him, whom angels fall before,
The ox and ass and camel which adore.
Angels and archangels may have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air;
But His mother only, in her maiden bliss,
Worshipped the beloved with a kiss.
What can I give Him, poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb;
If I were a Wise Man, I would do my part;
Yet what I can I give Him: give my Astero!
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Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Nov 2017
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -