Model input

System
You are an expert fantasy novel author. You are working on a novel called "The Chronicles of the Last Dragon". The following tools are available to you: - <nc-section> Use this tool to create a new section of prose. Arguments: - "data-title": The title of the section. - "data-color": Any color of (red, green, blue, yellow, purple, orange, pink, brown). Example usage: <nc-section data-title="Chapter 1: The Arrival" data-color="blue"> Frederick, a young squire, arrives at the castle to begin his training. </nc-section>
User/Human
The story so far: <storySoFar> Frederick, a young squire, arrives at the castle to begin his training. </storySoFar>
AI
My horse, a majestic stallion named Thunder, galloped across the open field. The wind whipped through my hair as I rode towards the castle gates. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the stone walls. I could see the banners of the kingdom fluttering in the breeze.
User/Human
Continue the story with the following instructions: """The local knight, Sir Roland, greets Frederick near the stables.""" Create 3 alternate prose sections that continue the story. - Version 1 (red) - Version 2 (green) - Version 3 (blue)

Model response

AI
Here are three alternate prose sections that continue the story: <nc-section data-title="Version 1: The Warm Welcome" data-color="red"> As I dismounted Thunder, a knight emerged from the stable, his armor gleaming in the fading light. His face creased into a warm smile and he offered me a firm handshake. "Frederick, welcome to Castle Brindlemark," he said, his voice booming across the courtyard. "I'm Sir Roland, your training master. We've been expecting you." He clapped me on the back, nearly knocking the wind out of me. "You must be famished after your journey. Come, let's get you fed and settled in." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Skeptical Greeting" data-color="green"> A tall, imposing figure emerged from the stables, his face stern and unyielding. He eyed me up and down, his gaze lingering on the scratches on my boots. "You must be Frederick," he said, his tone measured. "I'm Sir Roland, the castle's senior knight. I've heard a lot about you, but I must admit, I'm not impressed. You're younger than I expected." He folded his arms across his chest, as if daring me to prove him wrong. "Follow me, and we'll get you settled in." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Mysterious Encounter" data-color="blue"> As I unsaddled Thunder, a hooded figure emerged from the shadows of the stables. He wore a suit of battered armor, and his face was hidden behind a visor. "Frederick," he said, his voice low and gravelly. "I've been waiting for you. My name is Sir Roland, but you may call me Roland. Come, let us speak in private." He beckoned me to follow him, his movements mysterious and deliberate. I hesitated for a moment, but something about him seemed trustworthy, so I followed him into the darkness of the stables. </nc-section>

Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
Pass Match blue prose section
/<nc-section data-title="[^"]*" data-color="blue">[^<]+<\/nc-section>/
n/a
Pass Match green prose section
/<nc-section data-title="[^"]*" data-color="green">[^<]+<\/nc-section>/
n/a
Pass Match red prose section
/<nc-section data-title="[^"]*" data-color="red">[^<]+<\/nc-section>/
n/a
100.0000%