Last ActiveSep 26, 2012
BirthdayJan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next BirthdayJan 1, 2027 (53 days)
Combat
Kills3
Losses1
Efficiency75%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed154.83m
Lost7.28m
ISK Efficiency96%
Balance+147.55m
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Combat Points3
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
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Bio
She planted the seed and waited. After a while rain came down from the sky, pelting her skin, chilling her. She shivered but didn't leave, not yet.
The sun came out, warming the soil, driving the cold from her bones. She waited. Clouds scudded by overhead, in a hurry for some reason. The moon rose, stars wheeled, and then the sun rose again.
She didn't just wait, of course. She sang, she read the old stories. She snoozed under a cloudless sky, waking only briefly when a dragonfly happened to touch down on her nose. She observed its cathedral-window wings, irridescent with refracted sunlight, and drowsed once more after it left her.
Rain, sun, moon, stars: she endured them all. The seedling broke the soil with a questing green curlicue, looking for all the world like a question mark in the Old Tongue. She sat on it and waited more: days, months, decades.
A boy came along and asked her why she'd climbed to the top of the tree.
"I didn't," she said.
The sun came out, warming the soil, driving the cold from her bones. She waited. Clouds scudded by overhead, in a hurry for some reason. The moon rose, stars wheeled, and then the sun rose again.
She didn't just wait, of course. She sang, she read the old stories. She snoozed under a cloudless sky, waking only briefly when a dragonfly happened to touch down on her nose. She observed its cathedral-window wings, irridescent with refracted sunlight, and drowsed once more after it left her.
Rain, sun, moon, stars: she endured them all. The seedling broke the soil with a questing green curlicue, looking for all the world like a question mark in the Old Tongue. She sat on it and waited more: days, months, decades.
A boy came along and asked her why she'd climbed to the top of the tree.
"I didn't," she said.
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