Mit dem Namen Tonic, auf deutsch Tonikum oder Stärkungsmittel erscheint auf der offiziellen Seite zu VSoH eine neue Geschichte.

Nelon furrowed his brow in irritation as he fumbled with the scattered vials and bottles on his alchemic mixing table. He was just unable to concentrate at all today; the laboratory was a complete mess from last night’s attack, and so was he. He wore a surprisingly clean ivory-colored cloak—a sharp contrast against his ebon skin— with a rumpled white button-up shirt and faded brown trousers tucked into dark leather boots. His normally well-groomed shoulder-length black hair was mussed and his usual bright-eyed gaze, now dull from lack of rest, scanned the alchemic workshop mournfully. The dark wood walls were still stained with random chemicals and the room’s air reeked of spilled fluids. All the glass had been swept up from the wood-board floor this morning, and the two chairs by the laboratory table were back in their proper place. The cedar desk on the other side of the room, opposite of the door and away from the lab area, was still in good condition. His attacker hadn’t gone that far to find what she was looking for.