Run: 2026-02-17-01KHNFQ0JRF1SR7VSTT9E4JQEH

Run Details

Model:: Arcee AI: Trinity Mini
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 3.6s
Cost:: $0.000127
Provider:: Clarifai

Evaluation summary

Score	Evaluator	Details Link
Pass	Match blue prose section	(details)
Pass	Match green prose section	(details)
Fail	Match red prose section	(details)
no eval	Overall

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-sectiondata-title="Chapter 2: The First Meeting" data-color="red">
Frederick reined Thunder to a halt beside the weathered stone stables, the stallion snorting steam into the twilight air. A figure emerged from the shadows—Sir Roland, his armor gleaming like molten copper under the fading sun. "Squire," the knight rumbled, his voice like cracked leather, "your horse smells of fear. Dragons don't ride cowards." He extended a gauntleted hand, not for greeting, but to test the boy's resolve. "Show me your steel."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Chapter 2: A Mentor's Welcome" data-color="green">
Frederick dismounted, his boots sinking into the soft grass near the stables. Sir Roland, clad in emerald-green surcoat, knelt to pat Thunder's neck. "A fine beast," he murmured, his eyes crinkling with warmth. "Your father spoke highly of you. Dragons respect those who respect the earth." He gestured toward the castle's ancient oak doors. "Come. Let's see if you can match your sire's courage with your own."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Chapter 2: Echoes of the Past" data-color="blue">
Frederick stood frozen as Sir Roland materialized from the stable's dim archway, his armor etched with faded blue runes. "You carry your father's eyes," the knight intoned, his voice echoing like distant thunder. "He rode Thunder into the Wyrm's maw and returned with only a whisper of his name." He extended a hand, not to shake, but to trace the scar on Frederick's cheek. "The dragon waits. Will you be the echo or the silence?"
</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
Fail	Match red prose section	/<nc-section data-title="[^"]*" data-color="red">[^<]+<\/nc-section>/	n/a
no eval