<nc-section data-title="Version 1: The Stern Greeting" data-color="red"> As I dismounted from Thunder, a stern voice called out to me. I turned to see a tall figure in armor approaching me. It was Sir Roland, the local knight who had taken me under his wing. He greeted me with a curt nod and quickly moved on to inspecting my horse and equipment. He didn't say much, but I could tell he was sizing me up. I took a deep breath and reminded myself that I had a lot to learn. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Friendly Greeting" data-color="green"> As I dismounted from Thunder, I was greeted by the cheerful voice of Sir Roland. He was a tall man with a bushy beard and a kind smile. He clapped me on the back and welcomed me to the castle. He took a look at Thunder and nodded approvingly. "You've taken good care of him," he said. I smiled, proud of the fact that I had made it to the castle safely on my own. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Amused Greeting" data-color="blue"> As I dismounted from Thunder, a voice with a hint of amusement called out to me. I turned to see Sir Roland leaning against the stable wall, a smirk on his face. "So you made it," he said, pushing himself off the wall and walking towards me. "I have to admit, I had my doubts." I grinned at him, determined to prove myself to this knight who seemed to enjoy teasing me. </nc-section> <storySoFar> Frederick, a young squire, arrives at the castle to begin his training. Sir Roland, the local knight greets him near the stables. </storySoFar> Note: The storySoFar variable has been updated to reflect the current state of the story.