5.03
Wyrmfather
Dec 2, 2017
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(144d)
Combat
Kills142
Losses58
Efficiency71%
ISK
Destroyed29.90b
Lost4.73b
ISK Eff.86%
Solo
Solo Kills2
Solo Ratio1%
Final Blows15
Points142
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.01
ActivityInactive
Gallente
Jin-Mei
5.03
Wyrmfather
Last Active
Dec 2, 2017
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (144 days)
Combat
Kills142
Losses58
Efficiency71%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed29.90b
Lost4.73b
ISK Efficiency86%
Balance+25.17b
Solo
Solo Kills2
Solo Ratio1%
Final Blows15
Points142
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.01
ActivityInactive
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Bio
There was a sulfurous smell to the heat, which, Huma believed, pointed to a conduit to the mountain's fiery heart. Huma had heard of mountains such as this and prayed that this one would not erupt while he was within it.
"Hhhhheeeeehhhh."
Huma flattened himself around a corner. Echo or not, he knew now that he and the other were mere minutes apart. The other also apparently knew, for he chuckled madly— most definitely madly. When the laughter died, the other spoke in slow, deep tones.
"Manling. I smell you, manling. I smell the warmth of your body, the bitter chill of your metal armor. I smell your fears"
Huma said nothing, but he fell back silently to the corridor from which he had entered. He did not want to face something as large as this tunnel-dweller unless he could
find a place, where he could maneuver.
"Come to Wyrmfather, manling. Let me show you my strength."
Dragonlance Chronicles, The Legend of Huma, 1988
"Hhhhheeeeehhhh."
Huma flattened himself around a corner. Echo or not, he knew now that he and the other were mere minutes apart. The other also apparently knew, for he chuckled madly— most definitely madly. When the laughter died, the other spoke in slow, deep tones.
"Manling. I smell you, manling. I smell the warmth of your body, the bitter chill of your metal armor. I smell your fears"
Huma said nothing, but he fell back silently to the corridor from which he had entered. He did not want to face something as large as this tunnel-dweller unless he could
find a place, where he could maneuver.
"Come to Wyrmfather, manling. Let me show you my strength."
Dragonlance Chronicles, The Legend of Huma, 1988
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Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Dec 2017
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PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
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