Run: 2026-02-19-01KHT0SGR5VBT7RAB3FK91XPVZ

Run Details

Model:: DeepSeek V3.1
Test:: Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:: Fantasy: entering an ancient ruin
Duration:: 1m 44s
Cost:: $0.001334
Provider:: DeepInfra

Evaluation summary

Score	Evaluator	Details Link
100.00%	Adverbs in dialogue tags	(details)
72.07%	AI-ism adverb frequency	(details)
100.00%	AI-ism character names	(details)
100.00%	AI-ism location names	(details)
0.00%	AI-ism word frequency	(details)
100.00%	Cliché density	(details)
100.00%	Emotion telling (show vs. tell)	(details)
56.28%	Filter word density	(details)
100.00%	Gibberish response detection	(details)
100.00%	Markdown formatting overuse	(details)
100.00%	Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)	(details)
80.56%	Name drop frequency	(details)
0.00%	Narrator intent-glossing	(details)
100.00%	"Not X but Y" pattern overuse	(details)
100.00%	Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)	(details)
49.16%	Paragraph length variance	(details)
78.68%	Passive voice overuse	(details)
100.00%	Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse	(details)
0.00%	Em-dash & semicolon overuse	(details)
87.93%	Purple prose (modifier overload)	(details)
100.00%	Repeated phrase echo	(details)
100.00%	Sentence length variance	(details)
46.58%	Sentence opener variety	(details)
0.00%	Adverb-first sentence starts	(details)
100.00%	Pronoun-first sentence starts	(details)
20.61%	Subject-first sentence starts	(details)
75.76%	Subordinate conjunction sentence starts	(details)
51.67%	Technical jargon density	(details)
0.00%	Useless dialogue additions	(details)
16.67%	Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)	(details)
67.8648%	Overall

Model input

System

You are an expert fiction writer.

Always keep the following rules in mind:
- Write in past tense and use General English spelling, grammar, and colloquialisms/slang.
- Write in active voice
- Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle.
- Avoid adverbs and cliches and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions.
- Convey events and story through dialogue.
- Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety.
- Skip "he/she said said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech
- Avoid mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or add unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself.
- Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action.
- Reduce indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe"

When writing text:
- NEVER conclude the scene on your own, follow the beat instructions very closely.
- NEVER end with foreshadowing.
- NEVER write further than what I prompt you with.
- AVOID imagining possible endings, NEVER deviate from the instructions.
- STOP EARLY if the continuation contains what was required in the instructions. You do not need to fill out the full amount of words possible.

User/Human

Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response:
<codex>
<character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist">
  <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor>
  <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair>
  <height>5'6"</height>
  <age>25</age>
  <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar>
  <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description>
  <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory>
</character>

<character id="4418" name="Nyx" aliases="Nyx, the Shadow, Nightwhisper" pronouns="they/them" species="Shade" storyRole="Wild Card">
  <eyeColor>faintly glowing violet</eyeColor>
  <height>approximately 6'2" in solid form</height>
  <age>ageless</age>
  <form>humanoid silhouette of living shadow, can shift between solid and incorporeal</form>
  <voice>sounds like a whisper carried on the wind</voice>
  <description>A being of living shadow, existing between the mortal plane and the spaces between realms.</description>
  <backstory>Nyx was once a human sorcerer named Aldric who became trapped between realms during a failed summoning ritual in 1643. They now exist as a Shade, bound to the mortal plane but able to slip between shadows.</backstory>
</character>

<character id="4424" name="Isolde Varga" aliases="Isolde, the Seer" pronouns="she/her" species="Half-Fae" storyRole="Oracle">
  <eyeColor>pale lavender</eyeColor>
  <hair>silver, reaching her waist</hair>
  <height>5'5"</height>
  <age>300 years old</age>
  <appearance>ethereal, ageless</appearance>
  <speech>speaks in riddles</speech>
  <footprints>leaves no footprints when she walks</footprints>
  <compulsion>cannot lie (Fae compulsion) but can mislead</compulsion>
  <description>A Half-Fae seer exiled from the Fae Courts for sharing visions with mortals.</description>
  <backstory>She now lives in a hidden grove in Richmond Park, offering cryptic prophecies to those who seek her out.</backstory>
</character>

<location id="853" name="Dymas (Gluttony)" aliases="Dymas, gluttony, Dymasian" realm="Hel" sin="Gluttony">
  <ruler>Prince Belphegor</ruler>
  <skyColor>warm amber</skyColor>
  <description>A place of excess and indulgence. Sprawling vineyards, orchards, and gardens provide exotic ingredients for master chefs — often helbound souls contracted from Earth. Grand feasts and culinary competitions are common.</description>
</location>

<location id="861" name="The Fae Grove" aliases="Isolde's grove, Richmond grove, the Grove" realm="Earth (Fae-touched)">
  <parkLocation>Richmond Park</parkLocation>
  <standingStones>ancient oak standing stones mark the boundary</standingStones>
  <timeBehavior>time moves differently — an hour inside can be minutes or days outside</timeBehavior>
  <flora>wildflowers bloom year-round</flora>
  <description>A hidden clearing that exists in a pocket between Earth and the Fae realm.</description>
</location>

<item id="2001" name="Heartstone Pendant" aliases="the pendant, Heartstone" type="Artifact" origin="Dymas">
  <gemstoneColor>deep crimson</gemstoneColor>
  <chainMaterial>silver chain</chainMaterial>
  <size>roughly the size of a thumbnail</size>
  <behavior>pulses faintly with warmth when near a Hel portal</behavior>
  <glow>faint inner glow</glow>
  <description>Given to Aurora by an unknown benefactor.</description>
</item>

<item id="2006" name="Fae-Forged Blade" aliases="the Fae blade, Isolde's gift" type="Weapon" origin="The Fae Courts">
  <material>moonsilver</material>
  <shape>slender, leaf-shaped dagger</shape>
  <temperature>always cold to the touch</temperature>
  <glow>faintly luminescent in moonlight</glow>
  <power>can cut through magical wards; particularly effective against demons</power>
  <givenTo>given to Aurora by Isolde as a gift</givenTo>
  <description>A weapon of the Fae Courts, rare and highly coveted.</description>
</item>

<lore id="7001" name="The Veil" aliases="the Veil, the Barrier, the Boundary" category="Cosmology">
  <solsticeEffect>weakens during the winter solstice, strengthens during the summer solstice</solsticeEffect>
  <appearance>faint shimmering distortion visible only to those with supernatural sight</appearance>
  <monitoring>rift points (tears in the Veil) are monitored by the Wardens</monitoring>
  <description>The Veil is the metaphysical barrier separating Earth from Hel and the Fae Realms.</description>
</lore>
</codex>

Continue the story using the following instructions:
<instructions>
Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the fantasy genre.

A small group enters an ancient, otherworldly place for the first time. The environment is alien and wondrous. Describe their exploration — what they see, hear, and feel as they move deeper. Include moments of discovery, unease, and wonder. Let the world-building emerge through the characters' experience rather than exposition.

Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters, setting, and lore.
Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary.
</instructions>

Model response

The air shimmered around them, a distortion like heat haze on a summer road, and then the world snapped into focus with a sound like a sheet being shaken out. One moment they were in the muted greys of a London evening, the next, they were somewhere else entirely.

Rory’s first breath was thick with the scent of honey, ripe fruit, and something spiced she couldn’t name. The sky above wasn't the familiar overcast grey, but a deep, warm amber, as if the sun had set and left its colour behind as a permanent twilight. It cast a golden, dreamlike glow over everything.

“Well,” Rory breathed, her voice barely a whisper. The Heartstone pendant against her chest pulsed with a gentle, reassuring warmth.

Beside her, Nyx solidified from a wisp of moving darkness into their humanoid form. Their violet eyes scanned the horizon, taking in the impossible landscape. “Dymas.” The word was a sigh carried on the wind, full of a recognition Rory didn’t feel.

Before them stretched rolling hills covered in orderly rows of vines, heavy with grapes that shone like polished amethysts. Orchards stood further out, trees bent under the weight of fruits Rory had no names for—globes of fiery orange, clusters of pearlescent white berries, things that shimmered with an internal light. The very air hummed with a low, contented frequency, the sound of immense, satisfied indulgence.

“It smells like my grandmother’s kitchen during the holidays,” Rory said, her stomach giving an unexpected, eager rumble. “If she cooked for an army of giants.”

“It is a scent designed to lure,” Nyx murmured, their form flickering at the edges as a gentle breeze, warm and sweet, washed over them. “To lower your guard. Remember why we are here, Aurora Carter. This is a realm of consumption.”

They began to walk, their feet sinking into soft, dark earth that seemed to spring back after each step. The path was flanked by bushes bearing flowers with petals like stained glass, each one chiming softly as they brushed past. Rory reached out, her fingers hesitating just above a blood-red bloom.

“Don’t,” Nyx’s whisper was sharp, stopping her hand. “Everything here has a price. Even a touch.”

She pulled her hand back, a shiver of unease cutting through the pervasive warmth. The pendant pulsed again, a little hotter this time, a silent confirmation of Nyx’s warning.

They moved deeper, the path winding toward a grand structure in the distance—a pavilion of gleaming, dark wood and gossamer fabrics that fluttered in the sweet breeze. The sounds of laughter and clinking glass drifted from it, a party in full swing. But as they drew closer, the unease in Rory’s gut tightened.

The people—the souls—serving platters of glistening, roasted fowl and pouring wine from crystal decanters moved with a hollow efficiency. Their smiles were fixed, their eyes vacant, as if their minds were somewhere far away from their bodies. They were servers, but also part of the feast’s decoration.

“Helbound,” Nyx said, their voice flat. “Their contracts are for culinary excellence. They feel nothing but the drive to create, to serve. They are the fuel for the indulgence.”

Rory watched a woman with empty eyes expertly carve a succulent-looking bird, her movements flawless and utterly soulless. A cold dread settled over her, a stark contrast to the warm air. This wasn’t wonder anymore; it was a gilded cage.

“We should not linger here,” Nyx said, gliding away from the pavilion’s light and toward a denser part of the orchard. The sounds of revelry faded, replaced by the soft chime of the flowers and the rustle of leaves in the non-existent wind.

The trees here grew closer together, their branches weaving a canopy that filtered the amber light into shifting, dappled patterns on the ground. The fruits here were stranger, darker. They hung like obsidian teardrops, perfectly still. The air grew heavier, the sweet scent now cloying, almost suffocating.

Rory’s hand went to the Fae-Forged Blade at her hip. Its cold hilt was a shock against her palm, a piece of solid reality in this overwhelming place. The moonsilver seemed to drink the ambient light, a cool, hungry presence.

Nyx stopped abruptly, holding up a shadowy hand. “There is a silence here that should not be.”

They were right. The gentle hum of the realm was gone. The chiming flowers had fallen still. The only sound was the thrum of her own blood in her ears. The Heartstone pendant was now hot against her skin, a persistent, warning burn.

Between the twisted trunks of two trees whose bark looked like cracked leather, the air shimmered again. But this was different from the portal they’d entered through. This was a tear, a ragged wound in the fabric of this place. Through it, Rory could see a flicker of a different sky—a cold, star-dusted blackness.

“A rift,” Nyx said, their form becoming more diffuse, more shadow than substance. “A tear in the local reality. They are unstable. Unpredictable.”

As they spoke, the ground near the rift began to change. The rich, dark soil greyed and cracked, the life leaching from it in a visible wave. A single, perfect apple on a nearby branch shriveled in seconds, collapsing into a husk of dust.

A deep, resonant groan echoed from the tear, a sound of immense pressure and ancient anguish. It was a sound that didn’t belong in this place of plenty. It was the sound of the realm itself hurting.

Rory took an involuntary step back, her grip tightening on the dagger. The cold of the Fae blade was the only thing that felt real. The wondrous feast, the golden sky, the enchanting scents—it all felt like a beautiful lie painted over something far more fragile and dangerous.

Nyx flowed backward, a protective darkness shifting between Rory and the decaying rift. “The Veil is thin here. This excess… it strains the very boundaries of this plane. We have seen enough. We know its nature now.”

The warmth of Dymas felt like a trap. The beauty felt like a distraction. Rory looked from the desiccated earth by the rift back toward the distant, oblivious pavilion, with its vacant-eyed chefs and laughing, unseen patrons. The wonder was gone, completely replaced by a profound and chilling unease. They were trespassers in a beautiful prison, and they had just seen the cracks in the walls.

Evaluation details

Result

Evaluator

Details

Meta Data

100.00%

Adverbs in dialogue tags

Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs

totalTags	7
adverbTagCount	0
adverbTags	(empty)
dialogueSentences	15
tagDensity	0.467
leniency	0.933
rawRatio	0
effectiveRatio	0

72.07%

AI-ism adverb frequency

Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)

wordCount

1074

totalAiIsmAdverbs

found

adverb	"very"
count	2

adverb	"softly"
count	1

adverb	"utterly"
count	1

adverb	"perfectly"
count	1

adverb	"completely"
count	1

highlights

0	"very"
1	"softly"
2	"utterly"
3	"perfectly"
4	"completely"

100.00%

AI-ism character names

Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)

codexExemptions	(empty)
found	(empty)

100.00%

AI-ism location names

Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)

codexExemptions	(empty)
found	(empty)

0.00%

AI-ism word frequency

Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)

wordCount

1074

totalAiIsms

found

word	"shimmered"
count	3

word	"familiar"
count	1

word	"whisper"
count	2

word	"pulsed"
count	2

word	"warmth"
count	3

word	"scanned"
count	1

word	"weight"
count	1

word	"stomach"
count	1

word	"structure"
count	1

word	"gleaming"
count	1

word	"fluttered"
count	1

word	"glistening"
count	1

word	"crystal"
count	1

word	"flawless"
count	1

word	"stark"
count	1

word	"silence"
count	1

word	"flicker"
count	1

word	"perfect"
count	1

word	"echoed"
count	1

word	"profound"
count	1

word	"chilling"
count	1

highlights

0	"shimmered"
1	"familiar"
2	"whisper"
3	"pulsed"
4	"warmth"
5	"scanned"
6	"weight"
7	"stomach"
8	"structure"
9	"gleaming"
10	"fluttered"
11	"glistening"
12	"crystal"
13	"flawless"
14	"stark"
15	"silence"
16	"flicker"
17	"perfect"
18	"echoed"
19	"profound"
20	"chilling"

100.00%

Cliché density

Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window

totalCliches	0
maxInWindow	0
found	(empty)
highlights	(empty)

100.00%

Emotion telling (show vs. tell)

Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling

emotionTells	0
narrationSentences	66
matches	(empty)

56.28%

Filter word density

Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words

filterCount

hedgeCount

narrationSentences

filterMatches

(empty)

hedgeMatches

0	"seemed to"
1	"began to"

100.00%

Gibberish response detection

Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)

analyzedSentences	73
gibberishSentences	0
adjustedGibberishSentences	0
longSentenceCount	0
runOnParagraphCount	0
giantParagraphCount	0
wordSaladCount	0
repetitionLoopCount	0
controlTokenCount	0
maxSentenceWordsSeen	32
ratio	0
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Markdown formatting overuse

Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting

markdownSpans	0
markdownWords	0
totalWords	1062
ratio	0
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)

Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks

totalAttributions	6
unquotedAttributions	0
matches	(empty)

80.56%

Name drop frequency

Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words

totalMentions

wordCount

936

uniqueNames

maxNameDensity

1.39

worstName

"Rory"

maxWindowNameDensity

2.5

worstWindowName

"Rory"

discoveredNames

London	1
Heartstone	2
Nyx	9
Rory	13
Fae-Forged	1
Blade	1
Fae	2
Dymas	1

persons

0	"Nyx"
1	"Rory"
2	"Dymas"

places

0	"London"
1	"Fae-Forged"
2	"Fae"

globalScore

0.806

windowScore

0.833

0.00%

Narrator intent-glossing

Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns

analyzedSentences

glossingSentenceCount

matches

0	"earth that seemed to spring back after each step"
1	"looked like cracked leather, the air shim"
2	"felt like a beautiful lie painted over"
3	"felt like a trap"
4	"felt like a distraction"

100.00%

"Not X but Y" pattern overuse

Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words

totalMatches	0
per1kWords	0
wordCount	1062
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)

Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses

thatCount	0
totalSentences	73
matches	(empty)

49.16%

Paragraph length variance

Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts

totalParagraphs

mean

40.85

std

13.15

0.322

sampleLengths

0	49
1	54
2	20
3	42
4	65
5	26
6	42
7	51
8	16
9	29
10	53
11	47
12	29
13	40
14	43
15	47
16	40
17	17
18	43
19	54
20	23
21	44
22	37
23	48
24	37
25	66

78.68%

Passive voice overuse

Target: ≤2% passive sentences

passiveCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"being shaken"
1	"was flanked"
2	"were fixed"
3	"was gone"
4	"was gone"

100.00%

Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse

Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs

pastProgressiveCount	0
totalVerbs	131
matches	(empty)

0.00%

Em-dash & semicolon overuse

Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons

emDashCount

semicolonCount

flaggedSentences

totalSentences

ratio

0.082

matches

0	"Orchards stood further out, trees bent under the weight of fruits Rory had no names for—globes of fiery orange, clusters of pearlescent white berries, things that shimmered with an internal light."
1	"They moved deeper, the path winding toward a grand structure in the distance—a pavilion of gleaming, dark wood and gossamer fabrics that fluttered in the sweet breeze."
2	"The people—the souls—serving platters of glistening, roasted fowl and pouring wine from crystal decanters moved with a hollow efficiency."
3	"This wasn’t wonder anymore; it was a gilded cage."
4	"Through it, Rory could see a flicker of a different sky—a cold, star-dusted blackness."
5	"The wondrous feast, the golden sky, the enchanting scents—it all felt like a beautiful lie painted over something far more fragile and dangerous."

87.93%

Purple prose (modifier overload)

Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking

wordCount

948

adjectiveStacks

stackExamples

0	"sweet, washed over them."
1	"cold, star-dusted blackness."

adverbCount

adverbRatio

0.04008438818565401

lyAdverbCount

lyAdverbRatio

0.011603375527426161

100.00%

Repeated phrase echo

Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)

totalSentences	73
echoCount	0
echoWords	(empty)

100.00%

Sentence length variance

Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts

totalSentences

mean

14.55

std

6.14

0.422

sampleLengths

0	30
1	19
2	18
3	28
4	8
5	8
6	12
7	14
8	11
9	17
10	19
11	31
12	15
13	18
14	8
15	25
16	17
17	19
18	21
19	11
20	8
21	8
22	14
23	15
24	27
25	15
26	11
27	19
28	18
29	10
30	6
31	23
32	18
33	13
34	9
35	21
36	22
37	23
38	6
39	7
40	11
41	10
42	18
43	12
44	8
45	9
46	3
47	8
48	6
49	13

46.58%

Sentence opener variety

Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers

consecutiveRepeats	11
diversityRatio	0.3698630136986301
totalSentences	73
uniqueOpeners	27

0.00%

Adverb-first sentence starts

Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb

adverbCount	0
totalSentences	66
matches	(empty)
ratio	0

100.00%

Pronoun-first sentence starts

Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun

pronounCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"It cast a golden, dreamlike"
1	"Their violet eyes scanned the"
2	"They began to walk, their"
3	"She pulled her hand back,"
4	"They moved deeper, the path"
5	"Their smiles were fixed, their"
6	"They were servers, but also"
7	"They hung like obsidian teardrops,"
8	"Its cold hilt was a"
9	"They were right."
10	"It was a sound that"
11	"It was the sound of"
12	"They were trespassers in a"

ratio

0.197

20.61%

Subject-first sentence starts

Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject

subjectCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"The air shimmered around them,"
1	"Rory’s first breath was thick"
2	"The sky above wasn't the"
3	"It cast a golden, dreamlike"
4	"Rory breathed, her voice barely"
5	"The Heartstone pendant against her"
6	"Their violet eyes scanned the"
7	"The word was a sigh"
8	"Orchards stood further out, trees"
9	"The very air hummed with"
10	"Rory said, her stomach giving"
11	"Nyx murmured, their form flickering"
12	"They began to walk, their"
13	"The path was flanked by"
14	"Rory reached out, her fingers"
15	"Nyx’s whisper was sharp, stopping"
16	"She pulled her hand back,"
17	"The pendant pulsed again, a"
18	"They moved deeper, the path"
19	"The sounds of laughter and"

ratio

0.879

75.76%

Subordinate conjunction sentence starts

Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction

subConjCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"Before them stretched rolling hills"

ratio

0.015

51.67%

Technical jargon density

Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns

analyzedSentences

technicalSentenceCount

matches

0	"The sky above wasn't the familiar overcast grey, but a deep, warm amber, as if the sun had set and left its colour behind as a permanent twilight."
1	"Before them stretched rolling hills covered in orderly rows of vines, heavy with grapes that shone like polished amethysts."
2	"Orchards stood further out, trees bent under the weight of fruits Rory had no names for—globes of fiery orange, clusters of pearlescent white berries, things th…"
3	"They moved deeper, the path winding toward a grand structure in the distance—a pavilion of gleaming, dark wood and gossamer fabrics that fluttered in the sweet …"
4	"Their smiles were fixed, their eyes vacant, as if their minds were somewhere far away from their bodies."
5	"The trees here grew closer together, their branches weaving a canopy that filtered the amber light into shifting, dappled patterns on the ground."

0.00%

Useless dialogue additions

Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments

totalTags

uselessAdditionCount

matches

0	"Rory breathed, her voice barely a whisper"
1	"Rory said, her stomach giving an unexpected, eager rumble"
2	"Nyx said, their voice flat"
3	"Nyx said, their form becoming more diffuse, more shadow than substance"

16.67%

Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)

Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags

totalTags

fancyCount

fancyTags

0	"Rory breathed (breathe)"
1	"Nyx murmured (murmur)"

dialogueSentences

tagDensity

0.4

leniency

0.8

rawRatio

0.333

effectiveRatio

0.267

67.8648%