<nc-section data-title="Sir Roland's Greeting" data-color="red"> As I dismounted, a tall figure clad in shining armor approached me. It was Sir Roland, the local knight renowned for his valor and skill. His eyes, sharp and observant, took me in from head to toe. He bowed slightly, his voice a deep rumble, "Welcome, Frederick. The castle has not seen a young squire like you in many a year. You have the look of one who will not easily be deterred." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Sir Roland's Greeting" data-color="green"> I tied Thunder to the stable post, my hands trembling slightly with excitement. Sir Roland, the legendary knight, was already there, his gaze steady and kind. He smiled and extended a hand, "Frederick, welcome. Your journey has only just begun, and I can see the fire in your eyes. Let us see what you are made of." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Sir Roland's Greeting" data-color="blue"> As I led Thunder into the stables, a familiar figure greeted me. Sir Roland, the knight who had trained many a squire before me, stood with his arms crossed. His eyes, though stern, held a glint of curiosity. "Ah, Frederick, you've made it. The path ahead is fraught with challenges, but I believe you have the strength to face them. Let's get you settled in." </nc-section>