Version 1 (red): <nc-section data-title="Version 1" data-color="red"> As I dismounted, a burly knight in shining armor approached. His face was stern but his eyes were kind. "Greetings, young squire," he said with a nod. "I am Sir Roland, and I will be overseeing your training." I bowed respectfully and introduced myself. "I am Frederick, sir. It is an honor to be here." Sir Roland smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I've heard great things about you, lad. I look forward to seeing what you're capable of." </nc-section> Version 2 (green): <nc-section data-title="Version 2" data-color="green"> As I led Thunder to the stables, a commanding voice called out to me. I turned to see a knight in full armor striding towards me, his sword glinting in the fading light. "Welcome to Castle Blackstone," he said, offering his hand. "I am Sir Roland, and I will be your mentor." I shook his hand firmly and introduced myself. "Frederick, sir. I'm eager to begin my training." Sir Roland nodded approvingly. "I've heard good things about you, Frederick. I'm sure you'll make a fine knight one day." </nc-section> Version 3 (blue): <nc-section data-title="Version 3" data-color="blue"> I had just finished unsaddling Thunder when I heard the clinking of armor approaching. I turned to see a tall, imposing knight walking towards me, his armor gleaming in the twilight. "Good evening, young squire," he said gruffly. "I am Sir Roland, and I will be your instructor during your time here." I swallowed nervously and introduced myself. "Frederick, sir. It's a pleasure to meet you." Sir Roland grunted in acknowledgment. "I've heard about you, Frederick. You have potential, but we'll see how you measure up." </nc-section>