Run: 2026-02-16-01KHKRZSB55VF38AY297WQ33TD

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"> The heavy wooden doors of the stables swung open as a figure stepped into the amber light of the late afternoon. Sir Roland, the castle’s seasoned knight, stood tall in polished armor, his visor lifted to reveal a face weathered by countless battles yet softened by a warm smile. “Welcome, squire Frederick,” he called, his voice resonant against the scent of hay and horse. “The road has been long; come, let us speak of your duties and the dragon that sleeps beyond the northern ridge.” </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: A Knight's Warm Welcome" data-color="green"> The clatter of hooves faded as Sir Roland approached the stables, his cloak trailing like a banner of the kingdom’s colors. He tipped his helm, revealing eyes that flickered with both steel and kindness. “Frederick,” he said, extending a gloved hand, “the castle has awaited your arrival. Let us walk among the steeds and discuss the path you shall tread, for the dragon’s breath is already stirring in the hills.” </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Knight Meets the Squire" data-color="blue"> Sunlight filtered through the high arches of the stable, casting golden bars across the polished stone. Sir Roland, his armor catching the light, stepped forward and placed a firm hand on Frederick’s shoulder. “Young squire, the kingdom’s future rides with you,” he proclaimed, his voice echoing off the timber beams. “Come, let us stride past the stalls and chart the training that will one day face the ancient dragon that guards our realm.” </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%