Run: 2026-02-16-01KHKRFY2F2FZMN24V20H1XD7E

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="Version 1: Sir Roland's Greeting" data-color="red"> Sir Roland, the castle’s seasoned knight, stepped out from the shadows of the stables, his polished armor catching the dying light. He tipped his helm, his eyes softening as he saw Frederick dismount. “Welcome, squire,” he said, his voice a steady drumbeat of experience. “The road ahead is long, but the stables will be your first lesson in humility and resolve.” </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: Sir Roland's Greeting" data-color="green"> A clatter of hooves echoed as Sir Roland emerged from the stable doorway, his cloak dusted with hay. He approached Frederick with a warm grin, extending a gloved hand. “Good to see you, lad,” he greeted, his tone both firm and encouraging. “The horses here are as temperamental as the kingdom itself—treat them well, and they’ll carry you through many battles.” </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: Sir Roland's Greeting" data-color="blue"> Sir Roland, the venerable knight of the realm, stood beneath the archway of the stables, his sword sheathed at his side. He raised his visor, revealing a face lined with countless campaigns. “Frederick,” he called, his voice resonating like a horn in the dusk. “Your training begins here—listen to the horses, learn their rhythm, and you’ll find the strength to face any dragon that dares cross your path.” </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%