Quest for Blood- PrologueFog lay heavily upon the countryside; It hovered silent and white like the breath of a sleeping dragon, curling around trees and snaking over the hills. Morning sun filtered through the mist, breaking through here and there to transform puddles from the rain of the night into dawning wells of glistening gold.All was calm and still in the land and there was no noise- save for the lonely, frantic sound of rapidly galloping hooves. Through the white mist it came, ringing through the stillness with alarming speed. It pounded over the ground and splashed through water. Sweat glistened upon the horse's neck despite the chill of the air; its head was bent forward as it ran, sides heaving as the animal flew over the ground, a wind in the grass. In the saddle a rider was bent forward in much the same manner, keen eyes trying desperately to pierce the fog. From beneath a hood of deep blue he peered, urging his faithful mount onward, though he knew not where he was headed.