I'll create three different versions of Sir Roland's greeting, each with a distinct tone and potential story implications. <nc-section data-title="Version 1: The Stern Mentor" data-color="red"> As I dismounted Thunder, a weathered knight with a scarred face approached. Sir Roland's steel-gray eyes assessed me with a critical gaze that seemed to strip away my youthful confidence. "Another squire," he muttered, his voice rough as gravel. "We'll see if you have what it takes to serve this kingdom." His hand rested casually on the hilt of his sword, a subtle reminder of the discipline that awaited me. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Kindly Guide" data-color="green"> A warm smile cracked the weathered features of Sir Roland as I led Thunder towards the stables. "Young Frederick," he called, his voice surprisingly gentle for a knight who had seen countless battles. "Your father spoke highly of you. Welcome to Castle Stormhaven." He stepped forward, helping me with my horse's reins, his calloused hands revealing years of combat and care. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Mysterious Mentor" data-color="blue"> Sir Roland materialized from the shadows near the stables, as if summoned by my arrival. There was something otherworldly about his presence - a hint of magic in his piercing eyes that suggested he knew more than a typical knight. "You're early," he said cryptically, "and perhaps more important than you realize." A strange medallion glinted at his neck, hinting at secrets that would soon unfold. </nc-section>