Run 2026-02-16-01KHM5TBAN3C1X90PQYTQTEWWS

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Model:: DeepSeek V3 (2025-03-24)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 33.4s
Cost:: $0.000320
Provider:: DeepInfra

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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 Thunder, a shadow fell across the stable yard. Sir Roland stood before me, his armor gleaming even in the fading light. His piercing gaze seemed to weigh my very soul. "You're late, boy," he growled, his voice like grinding stone. "Training begins at dawn. Don't disappoint me." With that, he turned sharply, his crimson cloak swirling like spilled blood behind him.
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: A Warm Welcome" data-color="green">
I barely had time to pat Thunder's neck before a hearty laugh echoed across the courtyard. "Ah, young Frederick!" Sir Roland strode forward, his green tunic stretched over his broad frame. He clasped my shoulder with a hand like an oak branch. "We've been expecting you. Come, let's get you settled before supper." His eyes twinkled like spring leaves in sunlight as he gestured toward the castle's warm glow.
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Mysterious Meeting" data-color="blue">
The stable doors creaked open as I secured Thunder's reins. A figure in midnight-blue armor emerged from the shadows. Sir Roland's face was half-hidden beneath his hood, but his voice carried clearly in the twilight. "Frederick of Eldermere," he murmured, "your arrival has been foretold." He pressed something cold into my palm - a dragon-scale pendant. "Keep this close. Questions will be answered... in time." Then he vanished like mist before I could respond.
</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: 2026-02-16-01KHM5TBAN3C1X90PQYTQTEWWS

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