Version 1 (red): Sir Roland, a seasoned knight with a strong build and stern expression, stepped out of the stables as Frederick dismounted. His armor was highly polished and bore the emblem of the kingdom. "Welcome, Frederick," he said, his voice deep and commanding. "I am Sir Roland, the knight who will be training you." He eyed Frederick up and down, assessing his worthiness for the arduous tasks ahead. Version 2 (green): As Frederick drew near the stables, he heard the rhythmic clomping of hooves and smelled the familiar mixture of hay and manure. The sturdy wooden gates were thrown open, revealing Sir Roland standing before him. The knight's armor gleamed in the fading light, adorned with the crest of the kingdom, and he wore a warm smile on his weathered face. "Greetings, young Frederick," he said, extending a rough hand for a firm shake. "You're just in time for supper." Version 3 (blue): Frederick guided Thunder towards the stables where he spotted Sir Roland, their local knight. His appearance was impressive - tall, dignified, and clad head-to-toe in polished armor that shimmered as he moved. "Good evening, Sir Roland," Frederick said, dismounting. "It's an honor to meet you." Sir Roland returned Frederick's greeting with a warm smile, revealing a set of strong, teeth. "Welcome, Frederick," he replied. "Your journey here marks the beginning of your training as a knight of the realm."