<nc-section data-title="Chapter 1: The Arrival (cont.)" data-color="red"> As I dismounted, the local knight, Sir Roland, strode over to greet me. His armor shone in the fading light, the sunset casting red highlights. His eyes were kind, and his voice was warm as he welcomed me to the castle. "I'm glad to finally meet you. They've spoken so highly of you in our tribe. The training shall be rigorous but exhilarating." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Chapter 1: The Arrival (cont.)" data-color="green"> The local knight, Sir Roland, greeted me with a broad smile as I led Thunder towards the stables. His green eyes twinkled, giving me an assuring feeling. "Well met, young Frederick. I trust your journey was safe. Prepare for tireless days and sleepless nights, for the ways of the sword are not easily mastered." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Chapter 1: The Arrival (cont.)" data-color="blue"> The local knight, Sir Roland, approached on a steed his own. I could see the triumphs and battles he's endured in the shadow his blue eyes held, and in his weathered visage. "Frederick, I've heard about you. We welcome you to the brotherhood, as you embark on the path to knighthood. May thy spirit and sword match the steel of our best." With that, he patted Thunder on the neck, signifying a bond between our steeds.