<nc-section data-title="Version 1: The Encounter (Red)" data-color="red"> As I drew closer to the stables, the intense red hues of the evening sun painted my face with a glowing warmth. Sir Roland stood tall and stern, his armor gleaming under the fading light. His voice, deep and commanding, cut through the quiet of the field. "Frederick, welcome to the Knight's Court," he announced, his words resonating with the weight of countless battles. The knight extended a strong, calloused hand, and I felt my blood stir at the honor of meeting someone of his valiant stature. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Introduction (Green)" data-color="green"> Near the stables, a vibrant green shade of nature enveloped me. Underneath the emerald canopy of leaves, Sir Roland motioned for me to approach. Known for his gentle heart despite his chivalrous protection, he offered a warm smile as he said, "Frederick, it's an honor for us both. Your journey begins here." As I took a step forward, a lush feeling of anticipation bloomed within me, eager to learn the knight's wisdom and grow under his tutelage. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Prelude (Blue)" data-color="blue"> The cool, serene blue of the setting sun mirrored the calm settling over the stables as I neared Sir Roland. The steadfast knight, with a demeanor as composed as the ocean's depths, looked upon me with gaze softened by years of battles won and stories untold. "Ah, young squire, you've come a long way to join us," he said, his voice a tranquil breeze. It was a promise of the steadfast guidance I yearned for, a bridge between the world I knew and the one that awaited me with the crimson dawn. </nc-section>