### Version 1 (Red) Sir Roland dismounted from his horse and strode over to Frederick. He had a broad grin on his face; he was a tall, muscular man with fiery red hair and a beard. He wore a suit of armor, but it was dented and scarred from countless battles. "Welcome to the castle, lad," he said with a booming voice. "I'm Sir Roland, the kingdom's most renowned knight. You must be Frederick, our newest recruit." "Yes, Sir Roland," Frederick replied with a respectful bow. "It's a privilege to meet you. Shall I follow you to the stables?" "Indeed, you're in the right place." ### Version 2 (Green) Sir Roland approached Frederick with a polite nod, his armor gleaming in the evening sunlight. He was older than Frederick had expected, with silver hair and piercing green eyes. His posture was straight, and his demeanor exuded a sense of dignity. "Greetings, Frederick," he said. "I'm Sir Roland. Welcome to the kingdom's most prestigious institution. The stables are over there, but first, let me assist you in dismounting." Frederick thanked him, and together, they led their horses to the stables. "Tomorrow, we begin your training," Sir Roland added. "It's not going to be easy, but I believe you have what it takes." ### Version 3 (Blue) As Frederick approached the stables, Sir Roland stepped forward to greet him. The knight was neither young nor particularly old but had an athletic physique and piercing blue eyes that seemed to observe everything around him. He was dressed in a well-kept suit of armor with enameled accents that signified his knightly rank. "Ah, Frederick, welcome to our storied realm," Sir Roland said, extending his hand in greeting. "I am Sir Roland, the castle's humble guardian. I hope you have had a pleasant journey." Frederick shook his hand, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the renowned knight's presence. "Yes, Sir Roland, it's an honor," Frederick replied. "Come, let's get your horse settled in the stables. We have a lot to discuss and a lot of training to begin."