Run: 2026-02-16-01KHKRZ81B3F4B7ZY07NG8AF83

Run Details

Model:: Stealth: Aurora Alpha
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 1.3s

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>

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

<nc-section data-title="Version 1: The Greeting" data-color="red">
Sir Roland, a seasoned knight with a scarred visor and a coat of polished steel, stepped out of the stables just as Frederick dismounted. The clatter of hooves faded, replaced by the soft rustle of straw. “Welcome, squire,” Roland said, his voice warm yet commanding, “the castle’s walls have heard many tales, but none as fresh as yours. Let us walk the courtyard together; there is much you must learn before the sun fully rises.”
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Greeting" data-color="green">
The stables smelled of hay and leather when Sir Roland emerged, his armor glinting in the amber light. He tipped his helm in a courteous nod to Frederick, eyes crinkling beneath his brow. “Good day, lad,” he greeted, a faint smile playing on his lips. “The masters of the order await your pledge. Follow me; the training grounds are just beyond the paddocks, and the wind carries whispers of the dragon’s return.”
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Greeting" data-color="blue">
A sturdy figure appeared from the doorway of the stables—Sir Roland, his cloak bearing the crest of the kingdom’s lion. He placed a hand on Frederick’s shoulder, feeling the heat of the day’s last rays. “Frederick,” he intoned, “the path of a knight begins here, at the very heart of the castle’s soul. Come, let us stride past the rows of steeds and into the halls where legends are forged.”
</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%