Maeve Leroy is a tall and striking woman in her late thirties. possessed of sharp features and a somewhat thin frame, undeniably beautiful but equally forbidding and unapproachable for reasons that few find immediately obvious. She seldom wears anything but black, matching her wild tangle of ebony curls and the dark drowning-depths of her eyes, and she favors flowing garments that tend toward modest but flattering. When she speaks, her voice is cold and carries an irrefutable authority, and she posseses a faint French accent.
Seen for her true self, the Dark Queen is largely similar in appearance to her Mask; she is slightly taller the lines of her face and form are cast in sharper relief; a dark and ornate metal crown rests eternally upon her brow, and her pale skin shows the occasional mark of faint scars or arcane symbols.