Stjarnvi's hair has gone grey. Her face is lined. But she moves in her fur-and-hide armour with an efficient ease gained via experience. 

This large woman might be a veteran mercenary, or an elder wilds-warrior out the mountains. She wears a simple brass hexagon pin upon her hauberk.

Her strangely-pale eyes discern her surroundings with a deep-searching and steady gaze.

((Wandering Beornings are likely to recognize the honeycomb pin as a sign of the Nîdhraun, a loose association of their roaming Vale-Folk))