<nc-section data-title="Version 1: A Gruff Greeting" data-color="red"> As I dismounted Thunder, I was greeted by a stern-looking knight. His armor was adorned with gold trim, and he wore a crimson cape. He extended a hand to help me down from the horse. "You must be Frederick," he said gruffly. "I am Sir Roland. I'll be overseeing your training." He led me towards the stables, where I could see a handful of horses being tended to by the stable hands. I swallowed hard, feeling the weight of Sir Roland's gaze upon me. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: A Firm Handshake" data-color="green"> I was met near the stables by Sir Roland, a tall and imposing figure. He extended a hand towards me and shook mine firmly. "Frederick," he said with a nod. "I've heard good things about you. I'm looking forward to working with you." His eyes were kind, and I could tell that despite his gruff exterior, he was a fair man. I followed him to the stables, where we were greeted by the stable master. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: A Warm Welcome" data-color="blue"> Sir Roland greeted me near the stables with a friendly smile. He was a handsome man, with a neatly trimmed beard and piercing blue eyes. "Frederick!" he exclaimed, clapping me on the back. "I'm so glad you're here. Let me show you around." We walked towards the stable, where I could see horses being brushed and fed. One of the stable hands greeted us warmly, and Sir Roland introduced him as Jake. The stable was filled with the sounds of horses whinnying and the soft clanging of metal as the stable hands worked. </nc-section>