Version 1 (red): The local knight, Sir Roland, emerged from the stables with a kind smile. He approached me and extended his hand, "Greetings, Frederick. I am Sir Roland, and I have been assigned to oversee your training here." Looking at the powerful horse, he wanted to know, "The stallion is a fine steed you have brought with you. What is its name?" Version 2 (green): As Frederick dismounted from Thunder, the air filled with excitement. The sight of the gleaming castle walls catching the last rays of sunlight inspired in him a sense of adventure and obligations. At that precise moment, a knight—one whom he'd befriend—Sir Roland approached, flashing a smile and carrying excitement in his eyes. He greeted our protagonist near the stables and made an unforgettable impression. Version 3 (blue): The young squire, Frederick, siphoned the last dregs of his chosen career path, riding towards the lofty, imposing castle as the sun painted the sky with its artwork. The sights and sounds ensnared an unspoken anticipation. This was the day that would change his life. He tethered his stallion, Thunder, at the entrance of the stables, and turned to meet the face of a local knight who would eventually carve a crucial path in his life. The knight, Sir Roland, approached and with a warm and courteous smile, he acknowledged and extended his hand. "Greetings, Frederick. I am Sir Roland and I am to oversee your training here. I assume your mount is a fine animal. Can you please tell me the name of this magnificent beast?"