<nc-section data-title="Version 1: The Greeting of Sir Roland" data-color="red"> As I approached the stables, a tall figure stepped forward. Clad in shining armor, Sir Roland, the castle's seasoned knight, clasped his gauntleted hand on my shoulder. His eyes looked with a mixture of sternness and kindness. "You must be Frederick," he said gruffly. "Welcome to your new home. There’s much to learn, and less time than you think." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Warm Welcome" data-color="green"> Near the bustling stables, Sir Roland's broad smile greeted me warmly as I dismounted. He extended a hand, helping me steady myself. "Ah, you must be the new squire," he said with a reassuring laugh. "I'm Sir Roland. Let me show you around; there's much to see, and I aim to make your arrival as smooth as possible." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Steadfast Knight" data-color="blue"> By the stables, Sir Roland stood upright, eyes sharp yet welcoming. He drew his sword briefly from its sheath in a ceremonial gesture. "Frederick, I am Sir Roland," he announced with a commanding voice. "The castle's protector. Today, we begin your training, and I expect your best. Come, we have no time to waste." </nc-section>