**Version 1 (red)** <nc-section data-title="The Knight's Welcome" data-color="red"> As I dismounted Thunder, a stern yet kind voice called out, "You must be the new squire, Frederick." I turned to see Sir Roland, the local knight, approaching. His armor gleamed in the fading light, and his hand rested on the pommel of his sword. "Welcome to Castle Blackwood," he said, extending a calloused hand. "I've been expecting you." </nc-section> **Version 2 (green)** <nc-section data-title="A Warm Reception" data-color="green"> I had barely unsaddled Thunder when a robust figure emerged from the stables. "Ho there, young man!" Sir Roland boomed, a smile splitting his weathered face. "You're Frederick, ain't ya? The lad who's gonna help us keep this place running smooth as butter?" He clapped me on the back, making me stumble forward a step. "Welcome, welcome! Let's get you settled in." </nc-section> **Version 3 (blue)** <nc-section data-title="The Knight's Inspection" data-color="blue"> As I led Thunder towards the stables, a tall, broad-shouldered figure stepped into my path. Sir Roland, his eyes sharp and assessing, gave me a once-over. "New squire, I presume?" he asked, his voice steady and commanding. "I'm Sir Roland. You'll be training under me. Let's see what you're made of. Follow me." He turned and strode towards the castle, expecting me to fall into step behind him.