<nc-section data-title="Version 1: A Warm Welcome" data-color="red"> As I dismounted, the scent of hay and leather filled the air. Just then, Sir Roland, the local knight known for his valor and wisdom, approached me with a broad smile. "Welcome, young squire!" he boomed, his voice echoing off the stable walls. "I trust your journey was swift? Here, let me show you around. There is much to learn, and I have high hopes for you." His presence was reassuring, and I felt a surge of excitement at the prospect of training under such a renowned warrior. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: A Cautious Encounter" data-color="green"> As I stepped off Thunder, I noticed Sir Roland leaning against the stable door, arms crossed and a scrutinizing look on his face. "So, you are the new squire," he said, his tone measured. "Many have come before you, but few have the heart to endure the trials ahead." I felt a knot tighten in my stomach, but I stood tall. "I am ready, Sir Roland," I replied, determination lacing my voice. He raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile breaking through his stern demeanor. "Very well, let us see if you can prove that." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: A Mysterious Greeting" data-color="blue"> As I dismounted, I caught sight of Sir Roland emerging from the shadows of the stables, his armor glinting in the fading light. "Ah, the new squire," he said, his voice low and enigmatic. "You carry the weight of destiny upon your shoulders, young one." I blinked, taken aback by his words. "What do you mean, Sir?" I asked, curiosity piquing my interest. He stepped closer, his gaze piercing. "The world is changing, and you may play a part in it. But first, you must learn the ways of the sword and the heart." </nc-section>