<nc-section data-title="A Warm Welcome" data-color="red"> As I dismounted Thunder at the stable, a red-haired man approached me with a warm smile. "Welcome, young Frederick! I am Sir Roland, the knight in charge of training the squires. Come, let me show you to your quarters." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="The Elder Knight" data-color="green"> "Aye, and don't you worry about a thing, boy!" the grizzled knight greeted me heartily, clapping a hand on my shoulder. Sir Roland had a scar across his cheek, a memento from a long-ago battle. "You're here to learn, and I'll teach you everything I know. In time, you'll make quite the knight yourself!" </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Mentorship Awaits" data-color="blue"> "The stables are that way, laddie," Sir Roland said, gesturing towards a large wooden building. He had an air of authority about him, yet his eyes twinkled with kindness. "I see you've already made a fine friend in Thunder, eh? No doubt we'll find you a squire to become your Contemporary in arms as well, before you graduate to Sir."