Run 2026-02-16-01KHK17XW11FZRKCS6PP3G8AY9

Run Details

Model:: Qwen 3.5 Plus (2026-02-15)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 19.0s
Cost:: $0.001279
Provider:: Alibaba

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

<nc-section data-title="The Stern Welcome" data-color="red">
The heavy thud of hooves on cobblestone echoed through the lower courtyard as I reined Thunder in near the stables. Before I could even dismount, a shadow fell over us. Sir Roland stood there, his plate armor gleaming dull in the twilight, arms crossed over a chest broad as an oak barrel. He did not smile. "You're late, boy," he grunted, his voice like grinding stones. He inspected Thunder with a critical eye before locking gazes with me. "If you treat your mount with half the care you owe your king, perhaps you'll survive the week. Dismount. The straw awaits, and so does your first lesson in humility."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="The Mentor's Smile" data-color="green">
As I guided Thunder into the warmth of the stable yard, a warm laugh cut through the evening chill. Sir Roland stepped out from the shadows of the tack room, wiping grease from his hands with a rag. Unlike the stern portraits in the great hall, the local knight wore a genuine, crinkling smile. "Frederick!" he boomed, clapping a heavy hand on my shoulder as I slid off the saddle. "We've been expecting you. That's a fine beast you've brought; he has the spirit of the northern winds. Come, let us settle him in properly. A knight is nothing without his horse, and I see you already understand that bond."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="The Silent Test" data-color="blue">
I had barely loosened the girth when I felt a presence behind me. Sir Roland stood near the water trough, watching in silence. He said nothing as I worked, his eyes tracking every movement of my hands as I cared for Thunder. The air was thick with unspoken expectation. Only when I had finally brushed the last bit of travel dust from the stallion's coat did the knight step forward. "Competent," he stated simply, his tone neutral and hard to read. "But speed matters as much as care in wartime. Tomorrow, we see if you can saddle that beast in half the time. For now, report to the armory."
</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%

Run: 2026-02-16-01KHK17XW11FZRKCS6PP3G8AY9

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