<nc-section data-title="Sir Roland's Welcome" data-color="red"> As I dismounted, the scent of hay and leather filled the air. Just then, a tall figure emerged from the shadows of the stables. Sir Roland, the local knight, approached with a confident stride. His armor gleamed in the fading light, and his presence commanded respect. "Welcome, young squire," he said, his voice deep and resonant. "I trust your journey was swift. Here, you will learn the ways of the sword and the honor of knighthood." His piercing gaze seemed to assess my potential, and I felt a mix of excitement and trepidation. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="A Knight's Greeting" data-color="green"> As I stepped off Thunder, the sound of hooves echoed in the stable. A figure emerged, clad in shining armor, his face framed by a dark beard. It was Sir Roland, the knight of the realm. "Ah, Frederick! I see you’ve made it," he said with a hearty laugh, clapping me on the shoulder. "You’ll find that training here is no small feat, but I assure you, it will forge you into a true knight. Come, let me show you around." His warm demeanor put me at ease, and I felt a spark of hope ignite within me. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="The Knight's Challenge" data-color="blue"> As I slid off Thunder, the stable door creaked open, revealing Sir Roland, a knight renowned for his valor. He stood with arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips. "So, the new squire has arrived," he said, his voice a mix of challenge and welcome. "I hope you’re ready for the trials ahead. Training will test your limits, but it will also reveal your true strength." His eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief, and I could tell that he would not go easy on me. "Let’s see if you can keep up," he added, beckoning me to follow him into the heart of the castle. </nc-section>