Rowan shot from the sky and came to a smooth stop at the designated Broom check in post. She had riden side saddled so, dismounting took only a moment and then she tapped herself to disperse the disillisionment charm she had cast upon herself. Her red curls became visible first followed by her traveling robes which were a very fashionable purple color. Stretching her arms above her head and rolling her ankles Rowan took a moment to work out the few muscles kinks she had gained on the flight over.

Reaching down into her tennis shoe, the young Irish woman extracted her purse and awaited for someone to assist her. Check in over course was a necessary evil, but she certainly hoped it wouldn't take too long.