She had heard about this guild up in the snowy mounts, the Silver Wolf Guild. They had values that aligned with hers, research of magic. Research of magic might reveal bits about her curse, or lead to some sort of temporary lift of it. If she could see, she thought to herself, she would be able to hold a simple cafe job for once! No, she had to think bigger, she had to think broader, she could run her own adventuring company! Right!
When she finally made her way through the blistering wind and snow, she would lift up her walking stick, tapping it on the door to the guild to announce her presence through the knocking of it. Anyone opening it would find a girl dressed in a thick brown jacket with white fuzz, a hunter's cap over her purple hair. and glossed over blank silver eyes that could not take in light greeting them.