<nc-section data-title="The Arrival" data-color="red"> As I dismounted Thunder, a middle-aged knight with short, graying hair approached me. He had a kind smile on his weathered face. "Welcome to Castle Blackthorn, squire," he said, extending his hand. "I am Sir Roland, one of the knights who will be training you." I shook his hand firmly. "Thank you, Sir Roland. I look forward to learning from you and the other knights." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="The Arrival" data-color="green"> Thunder whinnied softly as I led him towards the stables. A tall, muscular knight with a thick beard emerged from the shadows. He had a stern expression on his face. "You must be the new squire," he said gruffly. "I am Sir Roland. See that your horse is settled, then meet me in the training yard." I nodded, a bit intimidated by his gruff demeanor. "Yes, Sir Roland. Right away." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="The Arrival" data-color="blue"> As I walked towards the stables, I was greeted by a jovial knight with a twinkle in his eye. He had a mop of curly hair and a smile that seemed to be permanently etched on his face. "Ho there, young squire!" he called out. "I'm Sir Roland, but you can call me Rolly. Let's get that horse of yours settled and then I'll show you around the castle!" I grinned, instantly liking the friendly knight. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Sir Rolly. I'm Frederick, and I can't wait to explore the castle." </nc-section>