Version 1 (red) <nc-section data-title="The Local Knight" data-color="red"> As I dismounted from Thunder, I heard a voice call out, "Welcome to the castle, young squire!" I turned to see a tall, imposing figure approaching me. It was Sir Roland, the local knight. He was clad in armor, his sword at his hip, and his shield emblazoned with the crest of the kingdom. He walked with a purpose and an air of confidence that made me feel small in comparison. </nc-section> Version 2 (green) <nc-section data-title="Meeting Sir Roland" data-color="green"> Thunder snorted and pawed at the ground impatiently, but I could barely hear him over the sound of a loud voice coming from the stables. I turned around and saw a man walking towards me. He was tall, wiry, with a long, pointed mustache, and he was dressed in armor with a sword at his side, the badge of a knight. It was Sir Roland, the local knight of the realm. He looked at me with curious eyes, as if trying to determine what to make of me. </nc-section> Version 3 (blue) <nc-section data-title="Sir Roland's Greeting" data-color="blue"> As I approached the stables, I noticed a figure waiting for me. It was Sir Roland, the renowned knight of the land. He stood tall and proud, his silver armor shone in the dim light of the stable. He looked over his shoulder at the stallion behind him, then turned to me with a smile on his face. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?" he said, his voice deep and resounding. "A new arrival, I see. Welcome, young squire. My name is Sir Roland. I hope you are ready to begin your training." </nc-section>