<nc-section data-title="A Warm Welcome" data-color="red"> As I dismounted, the scent of hay and saddle oil filled the air. Just then, a tall figure stepped out from the shadows of the stables. Sir Roland, a knight renowned for his valor and skill in battle, approached me with a broad smile. "Welcome to Castle Eldoria, young squire!" he boomed, his voice as commanding as a thunderstorm. "I hope you’re ready for hard work and great adventures. The realm needs brave souls like you." His hearty laughter echoed, easing the tension that had knotted in my stomach since I arrived. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="A Knight's Introduction" data-color="green"> The sound of hooves on cobblestones echoed as I tied Thunder to the post. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows of the stables. Sir Roland, known for his imposing stature and quick wit, extended a hand to me. "Ah, Frederick, the new squire!" he exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "You’ve picked quite the time to join us. With the dragon stirring in the Northern Mountains, you might find yourself in the thick of it sooner than you expect." He clapped me on the shoulder, and I could feel the weight of his expectations already pressing down on me. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Meeting the Knight" data-color="blue"> As I approached the stables, the echo of my boots on the stone courtyard was broken by the sound of clanking armor. Emerging from the shadows was Sir Roland, a knight whose mere presence commanded respect. He was adorned in shining plate mail, and his cape flared dramatically as he walked. "Frederick," he said warmly, "I see you have arrived just in time. Training starts at dawn, and I hope you’ve come prepared for the trials ahead." His gaze assessed me, a mix of curiosity and camaraderie evident in his expression. "You’ll need both skill and courage; this castle holds more secrets than you can imagine." </nc-section>