<nc-section data-title="Version 1: The Stern Greeting" data-color="red"> As I dismounted Thunder, a tall figure approached from the shadows of the stables. It was Sir Roland, the local knight, his armor gleaming even in the fading light. He crossed his arms and surveyed me with a critical eye. "So, you're the new squire, are you?" he said, his voice gruff and unyielding. "You'll find life here isn't a game. If you can't handle the rigors of training, you might as well turn back now." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Welcoming Knight" data-color="green"> As I slipped from Thunder's back, a warm smile greeted me. Sir Roland, the local knight, stepped out from the stables, his armor polished and his demeanor kind. "Welcome, Frederick," he said, extending a hand. "We've been expecting you. I hope your journey was safe. The castle is your home now, and we'll do our best to make you feel welcome." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Test of Courage" data-color="blue"> As I tied Thunder to the post, a figure emerged from the stables, his silhouette stark against the dim light. Sir Roland, the local knight, stood with a stern expression. Without a word, he tossed me a heavy saddle and nodded towards the castle. "Prove your worth," he commanded. "Carry that to the stables. If you can manage it, you'll earn your place here." </nc-section>