Run 2026-02-16-01KHM5RSV3Y2AD0N47J270BEFY

Run Details

Model:: DeepSeek V3 (2024-12-26)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 13.5s
Cost:: $0.000436
Provider:: DeepInfra

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: The Stern Greeting" data-color="red">
As I dismounted near the stables, a burly man clad in gleaming armor approached. His face was stern, with a scar running down his left cheek. "You must be Frederick," he said, his voice gruff. "I am Sir Roland, your mentor. Prepare yourself, boy. Training begins at dawn, and I show no mercy to those who falter." His piercing gaze made me swallow hard, but I stood tall, determined to prove myself worthy.
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Warm Welcome" data-color="green">
I was brushing down Thunder when a jovial voice called out. "Ah, Frederick! Late, but here at last!" Turning, I saw Sir Roland striding towards me, his broad smile framed by a neatly trimmed beard. His armor, though polished, bore the marks of countless battles. "Welcome to the castle," he said, clapping a hand on my shoulder. "Training starts tomorrow, but tonight, we feast! You’ll need your strength for the days ahead." His warmth eased the knots in my stomach.
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Silent Challenge" data-color="blue">
The stables were alive with the sounds of neighing horses when Sir Roland appeared, his presence commanding immediate silence. He studied me with calm, calculating eyes, his armor reflecting the fading sunlight. Without a word, he tossed a wooden sword at my feet. Glancing up, I met his gaze, and a silent challenge passed between us. "Tomorrow," he finally said, his voice steady, "we’ll see if you’re as promising as they say." He turned and walked away, leaving me to ponder the weight of his expectations.
</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: 2026-02-16-01KHM5RSV3Y2AD0N47J270BEFY

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