<nc-section data-title="Version 1" data-color="red"> As I dismounted Thunder and led him towards the stables, a tall figure in gleaming armor approached. "You must be the new squire," he bellowed, his voice deep and commanding. "I am Sir Roland, master of these knights." His gaze was penetrating, scrutinizing me from head to toe. I suddenly felt small and insignificant before this legend of a warrior. "W-Welcome to the castle, Sir Roland," I stammered, giving a clumsy bow. Sir Roland smirked, clearly unimpressed by my meek display. "We'll soon shake that timid nature from you, boy. The road ahead will not be easy." With a curt nod, he turned and marched back towards the training grounds, his cape billowing behind him. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2" data-color="green"> The air was thick with the scent of hay and horse as I led Thunder into the stables. A sturdy man with a kind, weathered face approached us, removing his leather gloves. "Greetings, young squire," he said warmly. "I am Sir Roland, captain of the knights here." I quickly secured Thunder before turning to face the elder knight. Though clearly battle-hardened, his eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled. "We've been expecting you. It's not often we take on a new apprentice these days." Emboldened by his welcoming presence, I squared my shoulders. "Thank you, Sir Roland. I may be young, but I'll work harder than anyone to prove myself worthy of this honor." He gave an approving nod before gesturing for me to follow him inside. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3" data-color="blue"> The sounds of clanging metal and grunts of exertion echoed from the training yard as I unsaddled Thunder. A booming voice made me turn. "You there! Are you the new recruit?" A powerfully built man in burnished plate mail strode over, his footsteps heavy on the hard-packed dirt. Sweat glistened on his brow beneath his open-faced helm. This could only be the legendary Sir Roland. "S-Sir Roland?" I stammered, my heart pounding. "I am Frederick, the new squire arrived to train under your tutelage." I quickly dropped to one knee, head bowed. "Rise, lad!" he barked, throwing his head back in a hearty laugh that made me flinch. "We'll soon shake that fear from you. But first, tell me - are you prepared to give your life for this kingdom?" </nc-section>