<nc-section data-title="The Arrival" data-color="red"> I dismounted Thunder and handed the reins to a nearby stablehand. Sir Roland, the local knight, approached me with a hearty greeting. His armor gleamed in the fading light, and his visor was tucked up onto his helmet. "Welcome, young squire! I am Sir Roland. It's an honor to have you join us." He clapped me on the back, leading me towards the castle's great hall.</nc-section> <nc-section data-title="The Arrival" data-color="green"> As I stepped down from Thunder, a tall figure emerged from the shadows of the stables. It was Sir Roland, the castle's most esteemed knight. His armor was weathered, and his eyes seemed to pierce through me. "Frederick, I presume?" He asked, his voice like gravel. "Yes, sir," I replied, feeling a hint of nervousness. He nodded and gestured towards the castle doors. "Come, we have much to discuss." With that, he led me towards the musty halls of the ancient fortress.</nc-section> <nc-section data-title="The Arrival" data-color="blue"> I tethered Thunder to a hitching post, and Sir Roland appeared at my side. His armor was decorated with the emblem of his order, a golden dragon on a field of azure. "Greetings, young squire Frederick," he said, his voice warm and fatherly. "I've been expecting you. It's an honor to have you join our ranks." He offered me his arm, and I followed him into the castle's elegant courtyard, where the aroma of roasting meats wafted from the kitchens. I couldn't help but feel a pang of excitement for the adventures to come.</nc-section>