<nc-section data-title="Version 1: A Warm Welcome" data-color="red"> As Thunder and I approached the stables, a tall, broad-shouldered knight stepped forward, his chainmail glinting in the fading sunlight. "Welcome, young squire," he said, his voice resonant and kind. "I am Sir Roland. It's an honor to meet you." He extended his hand, and I clasped it firmly, feeling the strength of his grip. "Your journey must have been long, but your training begins tomorrow. Tonight, you rest." His warm smile and firm but gentle demeanor put me at ease. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: A Gruff Encounter" data-color="green"> As I neared the stables, I saw a knight standing beside a magnificent black steed. His stern expression and scarred face made my stomach churn. "You're Frederick, the new squire?" he asked in a gravelly voice. "I am Sir Roland. You'll find no coddling here. We start at dawn. Make sure you're ready." His eyes scrutinized me from head to toe. Without waiting for my response, he turned and began to tend to his horse, leaving me to find my way to the squire's quarters on my own. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: An Exciting Introduction" data-color="blue"> Upon reaching the stables, a knight in a gleaming silver armor greeted me with a wide grin. "Ah! You must be Frederick," he exclaimed, clapping me on the back. "I'm Sir Roland. I've heard promising things about you." He guided me to the stable, where Thunder would be housed. "This is a grand place, Frederick. You'll learn much here." He gestured towards the castle with an enthusiastic wave. "Tomorrow we start your training. Be ready for challenges and triumphs alike!" </nc-section>