<nc-section data-title="Version 1: A Warm Welcome" data-color="red"> As I dismounted Thunder, a figure emerged from the shadows of the stables. Sir Roland, the local knight, stood tall and imposing, his armor gleaming in the fading light. His eyes, however, were kind and welcoming. "Welcome, young Frederick," he said, extending a hand. "We've been expecting you. The journey must have been long. Come, let us get you settled." His voice was deep and reassuring, and I felt a sense of relief wash over me. This was the beginning of my new life. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: A Stern Introduction" data-color="green"> As I approached the stables, Sir Roland appeared, his expression stern and unreadable. He was a man of few words, known for his strict discipline and unwavering dedication to the code of knighthood. "Frederick," he said curtly, nodding in acknowledgment. "I trust you are ready to begin your training. There is much to learn, and little time to waste." His tone was brisk, and I felt a surge of determination. I was ready to prove myself worthy of this opportunity. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: A Mysterious Encounter" data-color="blue"> As I neared the stables, Sir Roland stepped forward, his presence commanding yet enigmatic. He was a man shrouded in mystery, his past filled with tales of valor and adventure. "Frederick," he greeted, his voice smooth and measured. "The path you have chosen is not an easy one. But fear not, for I shall guide you." His words were cryptic, hinting at challenges and secrets yet to be unveiled. I felt a thrill of excitement and curiosity, eager to uncover the mysteries that lay ahead. </nc-section>