<nc-section data-title="Version 1: A Fiery Greeting" data-color="red"> As I dismounted Thunder near the stables, a tall figure emerged from the shadows. Sir Roland, the local knight, strode towards me with a fiery passion in his eyes. His armor gleamed with a faint red hue, as if the setting sun had set it ablaze. "Ah, young Frederick," he boomed, his voice like thunder. "I have been expecting you. You will make a fine addition to our ranks." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: A Stern Welcome" data-color="green"> I led Thunder to the stables, where Sir Roland awaited me with a stern expression. His eyes narrowed as he took in my appearance. "Frederick, I presume?" he said, his voice firm but measured. "I trust your journey was uneventful. We have much work ahead of us, and I expect you to prove yourself worthy of the title 'knight'. Let us begin your training at once." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: A Warm Encounter" data-color="blue"> As I guided Thunder into the stables, I spotted Sir Roland leaning against a beam, a warm smile on his face. He pushed off from the beam and ambled towards me, his armor creaking softly. "Ah, Frederick, welcome to our humble abode," he said, his voice filled with warmth. "I trust you're not too weary from your journey? Come, let us stable your horse and grab a bite to eat. We'll speak of your training soon enough." </nc-section>