Vhaugn Groma
Jun 28, 2020
Jun 22, 2015(11y)
Jun 22, 2027(301d)
Combat
Kills7
Losses154
Efficiency4%
ISK
Destroyed6.18b
Lost7.57b
ISK Eff.45%
Solo
Solo Kills1
Solo Ratio14%
Final Blows3
Points7
Other
NPC Losses5
NPC Loss Ratio3%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Vhaugn Groma
Last Active
Jun 28, 2020
Birthday
Jun 22, 2015 (11 years old)
Next Birthday
Jun 22, 2027 (301 days)
Combat
Kills7
Losses154
Efficiency4%
Danger Ratio97%
ISK
Destroyed6.18b
Lost7.57b
ISK Efficiency45%
Balance-1393164566
Solo
Solo Kills1
Solo Ratio14%
Final Blows3
Points7
Other
NPC Losses5
NPC Loss Ratio3%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
Hear the whispers inside
Chanting from long ago
Echoes come and go
Losing time in a soft eternal glow
A beautiful and delicate autumn mountain scene
Dry blue eyes enchanting melodies!
Voices fall from the sky; -Rising hymns release
-ancient demons that CLING to the soul
Darkness dwells under - gentle moonlight
Ancestors of the Spirit World!
Weaving Native smoke into the barren air
Indian spirits haunt the muddy Earth---
Moccasin makers rise from underneath; While
guardians of dream catchers - print the Universe
Smooth thread from the outer world;
Arrowheads, Ivory gems, feathers, and illusions
I stumble upon a florid kiss....... My veins;
Run Cold, like ice through a desert night.
Winds of enchanted drums - cry out for rain
Hollow chimes mesmerize, my ties, my eyes
An ancient rage begins to flare --- MADNESS!
- takes place among the sanity of who I am
Chanting from long ago
Echoes come and go
Losing time in a soft eternal glow
A beautiful and delicate autumn mountain scene
Dry blue eyes enchanting melodies!
Voices fall from the sky; -Rising hymns release
-ancient demons that CLING to the soul
Darkness dwells under - gentle moonlight
Ancestors of the Spirit World!
Weaving Native smoke into the barren air
Indian spirits haunt the muddy Earth---
Moccasin makers rise from underneath; While
guardians of dream catchers - print the Universe
Smooth thread from the outer world;
Arrowheads, Ivory gems, feathers, and illusions
I stumble upon a florid kiss....... My veins;
Run Cold, like ice through a desert night.
Winds of enchanted drums - cry out for rain
Hollow chimes mesmerize, my ties, my eyes
An ancient rage begins to flare --- MADNESS!
- takes place among the sanity of who I am
Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Jun 2020
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -