<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, igniting a spark of determination within me. </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 mane of dark hair. It was Sir Roland, the kingdom's most revered knight. "Ah, Frederick! I see you’ve arrived," he said with a warm smile. "The path of a knight is not an easy one, but it is a noble pursuit. Come, let me show you the stables and introduce you to your fellow squires. You will need allies on this journey." His enthusiasm was infectious, and I felt a surge of excitement at the prospect of my new life. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="The Knight's Challenge" data-color="blue"> As I slid off Thunder, the stable door creaked open, revealing a figure clad in polished armor. Sir Roland stepped forward, his expression a mix of curiosity and challenge. "Frederick, is it? A squire with dreams of glory, I presume," he said, his voice laced with a hint of mischief. "Tell me, are you ready to face the trials that await you? The path of a knight is fraught with challenges, and I expect nothing less than your best." His words ignited a fire within me, and I nodded, eager to prove myself worthy of the title I sought. </nc-section>