3.05
Sillhouette Starshadow
Feb 24, 2019
Apr 30, 2013(13y)
Apr 30, 2027(240d)
Combat
Kills1
Losses18
Efficiency5%
ISK
Destroyed7.97m
Lost2.76b
ISK Eff.0%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Combat Points1
Other
NPC Losses1
NPC Loss Ratio6%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Caldari
Civire
3.05
Sillhouette Starshadow
Last Active
Feb 24, 2019
Birthday
Apr 30, 2013 (13 years old)
Next Birthday
Apr 30, 2027 (240 days)
Combat
Kills1
Losses18
Efficiency5%
Danger Ratio94%
ISK
Destroyed7.97m
Lost2.76b
ISK Efficiency0%
Balance-2755339545
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Combat Points1
Other
NPC Losses1
NPC Loss Ratio6%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
"I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself"
D.H. Lawrence
Like one who, on a lonely road,
Doth walk in fear and dread,
And, having once turned round, walks on,
And turns no mare his head;
Because he knows a frightful fiend
Doth close behind him tread
Coleridge
Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds... Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air...
I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew.
And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
John Gillespie Magee
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself"
D.H. Lawrence
Like one who, on a lonely road,
Doth walk in fear and dread,
And, having once turned round, walks on,
And turns no mare his head;
Because he knows a frightful fiend
Doth close behind him tread
Coleridge
Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds... Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air...
I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew.
And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
John Gillespie Magee
Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Feb 2019
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -