Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY883WXDXSQE02HRR3G0G2E

Run Details

Model:: Gemma 3 4B
Test:: Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:: Fantasy: entering an ancient ruin
Duration:: 17.4s
Cost:: $0.000177
Provider:: DeepInfra

Evaluation summary

Score	Evaluator	Details Link
100.00%	Adverbs in dialogue tags	(details)
85.34%	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)
98.54%	Emotion telling (show vs. tell)	(details)
52.15%	Filter word density	(details)
100.00%	Gibberish response detection	(details)
100.00%	Markdown formatting overuse	(details)
100.00%	Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)	(details)
83.33%	Name drop frequency	(details)
0.00%	Narrator intent-glossing	(details)
6.01%	"Not X but Y" pattern overuse	(details)
100.00%	Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)	(details)
99.23%	Paragraph length variance	(details)
94.12%	Passive voice overuse	(details)
100.00%	Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse	(details)
0.00%	Em-dash & semicolon overuse	(details)
100.00%	Purple prose (modifier overload)	(details)
100.00%	Repeated phrase echo	(details)
100.00%	Sentence length variance	(details)
81.69%	Sentence opener variety	(details)
55.56%	Adverb-first sentence starts	(details)
100.00%	Pronoun-first sentence starts	(details)
43.33%	Subject-first sentence starts	(details)
0.00%	Subordinate conjunction sentence starts	(details)
23.81%	Technical jargon density	(details)
0.00%	Useless dialogue additions	(details)
0.00%	Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)	(details)
67.4377%	Overall

Model input

System

You are an expert novelist with a gift for vivid, immersive prose. You write in tight third-person limited point of view with a strong narrative voice. Your prose is clean, precise, and engaging — you favor strong verbs, concrete details, and natural-sounding dialogue.

You will be given a story bible (codex) containing canonical details about characters, locations, items, and lore. Use these details to ground your writing in the established world. Stay consistent with the codex.

Write only the prose of the scene. Do not include titles, chapter headings, markdown formatting, or any commentary before or after the scene.

User/Human

<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>

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.

Model response

The air thickened the moment they stepped through the shimmering distortion, a wet, clinging warmth that smelled of fermenting fruit and something akin to wet stone. Rory, clutching the Heartstone Pendant, felt a faint, insistent thrum against her palm – a reassurance, perhaps, or a frantic warning. Behind her, Isolde moved with an unsettling grace, her silver hair swirling around her like smoke in a non-existent breeze. Nyx solidified beside her, a shifting silhouette of deepest shadow, their violet eyes scanning the landscape with an unnerving stillness.

Dymas. Prince Belphegor’s domain. The sky above wasn't blue, but a bruised, warm amber, like honey left too long in the sun. It cast the sprawling vineyards and orchards below in a sickly, flattering light. Fruit trees laden with enormous, iridescent grapes dripped with an unnerving sweetness. The scent, initially alluring, now felt cloying, almost oppressive. Buildings rose from the landscape – not constructed, exactly, but *grown*, sculpted from dark, polished stone interwoven with thick, gnarled vines. They resembled colossal, organic sculptures, pulsating with a faint, internal light.

“Remarkable,” Isolde murmured, her voice a dry rustle like autumn leaves. “The craftsmanship… it’s not built for *habitation*, exactly. It’s built for consumption.”

Rory swallowed, trying to ignore the uncomfortable feeling of being watched. The ground beneath their feet was soft, yielding – not earth, but a densely packed layer of crimson berry pulp. Each step released a small, sweet squelch.  A low, rhythmic drumming echoed through the valley, punctuated by the clinking of enormous metal goblets and what sounded like…laughter? Boisterous, almost obscene laughter.

“The souls here are readily available,” Nyx stated, their voice a whisper, almost lost in the ambient hum. “Their desperation feeds the land.”

They moved deeper into the valley, following a path paved with polished obsidian that seemed to absorb all light. The farther they went, the more unsettling the details became. Statues of plump, grotesque figures – half man, half animal – presided over tables laden with mountains of exotic delicacies: glistening, multi-colored meats, towering cakes frosted with what looked suspiciously like coagulated blood, and wines that shimmered with an oily sheen. But there was no one *eating* them. Just watching. Waiting. 

“It’s… decadent,” Rory said, the word feeling inadequate. “And horrifying.”

Isolde stopped before a towering structure – a central pavilion built around a colossal grapevine that spiraled impossibly high, disappearing into the amber sky. “This is the Grand Feast Hall.  Prince Belphegor’s seat of power. And a constant recruitment drive.” She traced a finger across the dark stone. “He doesn’t ‘conquer’. He… *invites*.”

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows – a towering man adorned in a robe woven from living vines. His face was obscured by a golden mask depicting a grinning, bloated face. He carried a massive goblet overflowing with a viscous, purple liquid. As he approached, the drumming intensified, and the laughter grew louder, more insistent. 

“Welcome, travelers,” the masked figure boomed, his voice a rich, resonant baritone that seemed to vibrate through the very ground. “To Dymas. We are delighted to have guests.  Perhaps you would care for a taste of our finest nectar?” He extended the goblet towards Rory.

Rory instinctively recoiled. The Heartstone pulsed violently, sending a jolt of heat up her arm.  Nyx stepped forward, their shadow extending, obscuring Rory’s movement. “We are merely observers,” they said, their voice a low, unsettling murmur that seemed to draw the attention of every creature within the hall. “We do not partake.”

The masked figure tilted his head, a subtle, unnerving gesture. “An unusual response.  Most mortals seek only pleasure here.  And oblivion.” He gestured to the assembled figures – a horrifying menagerie of tortured souls, their faces etched with despair, their eyes vacant.  “Tell me, what brings you to my domain?  A quest? A bargain? Or perhaps… a craving?” 

As he spoke, Rory noticed a small detail: a tiny, almost imperceptible flicker of movement behind the masks of several of the figures – a brief glimpse of a tormented face, a desperate plea for escape.  It was then she understood. Dymas wasn’t just a place of excess; it was a prison. A beautiful, terrifying, exquisitely crafted prison built on the suffering of others.

“We are… investigating,” Rory said, forcing a composure she didn’t feel. “Seeking information about a rift.”

The masked figure chuckled, a dry, rattling sound. “A rift? Intriguing.  We are well aware of the disturbances at the Veil.  A few unfortunate souls have been… misplaced.”  He paused, then added with a chillingly casual tone, “Such disruptions often require… adjustments.”

Without warning, the air shimmered, and a section of the pavilion dissolved, revealing a passage leading into darkness. From within, a guttural growl echoed, followed by the scraping of claws on stone.  Several of the figures in the hall began to scream, a chorus of anguish cutting through the opulent noise. 

Nyx moved with impossible speed, intercepting the first wave of shadowy tendrils that rushed out of the passage. They fought with a chilling grace, their form shifting and blurring as they deflected the attacks with effortless ease. 

“This is not a welcoming committee,” Rory shouted, drawing the Fae-Forged Blade from its scabbard. The dagger felt strangely cool against her palm, a welcome counterpoint to the oppressive heat of the hall.

Isolde, her eyes glowing with an unsettling intensity, raised her hands. “The Veil is thinning,” she said, her voice laced with dread. “Belphegor is attempting to breach it.  He seeks to drag more souls into his domain.”

As Rory lunged towards the shadowy tendrils, she glimpsed something amidst the chaos – a tiny, crimson pendant, identical to the one she wore, clutched in the hand of a skeletal figure struggling to escape the passage. The Heartstone throbbed with renewed urgency, a silent plea.  This wasn't just about investigating a rift.  This was about preventing a catastrophe.  And somehow, she knew, it was connected to her own past.  The decadent, horrifying beauty of Dymas, with its endless feasts and silent screams, suddenly felt like a threat, a malignant growth spreading across the fabric of reality. They had stumbled into something far larger and far more dangerous than they could have ever imagined.

Evaluation details

Result

Evaluator

Details

Meta Data

100.00%

Adverbs in dialogue tags

Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs

totalTags

adverbTagCount

adverbTags

0	"He paused then [then]"

dialogueSentences

tagDensity

0.6

leniency

rawRatio

0.083

effectiveRatio

0.083

85.34%

AI-ism adverb frequency

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

wordCount

1023

totalAiIsmAdverbs

found

adverb	"suddenly"
count	2

adverb	"very"
count	1

highlights

0	"suddenly"
1	"very"

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

1023

totalAiIsms

found

word	"warmth"
count	1

word	"scanning"
count	1

word	"oppressive"
count	2

word	"constructed"
count	1

word	"remarkable"
count	1

word	"rhythmic"
count	1

word	"echoed"
count	2

word	"whisper"
count	1

word	"glistening"
count	1

word	"shimmered"
count	2

word	"structure"
count	1

word	"traced"
count	1

word	"pulsed"
count	1

word	"etched"
count	1

word	"flicker"
count	1

word	"intriguing"
count	1

word	"chilling"
count	1

word	"effortless"
count	1

word	"intensity"
count	1

word	"amidst"
count	1

word	"throbbed"
count	1

highlights

0	"warmth"
1	"scanning"
2	"oppressive"
3	"constructed"
4	"remarkable"
5	"rhythmic"
6	"echoed"
7	"whisper"
8	"glistening"
9	"shimmered"
10	"structure"
11	"traced"
12	"pulsed"
13	"etched"
14	"flicker"
15	"intriguing"
16	"chilling"
17	"effortless"
18	"intensity"
19	"amidst"
20	"throbbed"

100.00%

Cliché density

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

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

98.54%

Emotion telling (show vs. tell)

Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling

emotionTells

narrationSentences

matches

0	"d with despair"
1	"d with dread"

52.15%

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	71
gibberishSentences	0
adjustedGibberishSentences	0
longSentenceCount	0
runOnParagraphCount	0
giantParagraphCount	0
wordSaladCount	0
repetitionLoopCount	0
controlTokenCount	0
maxSentenceWordsSeen	39
ratio	0
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Markdown formatting overuse

Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting

markdownSpans

markdownWords

totalWords

1031

ratio

0.004

matches

0	"grown"
1	"habitation"
2	"eating"
3	"invites"

100.00%

Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)

Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks

totalAttributions	8
unquotedAttributions	0
matches	(empty)

83.33%

Name drop frequency

Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words

totalMentions

wordCount

868

uniqueNames

maxNameDensity

1.15

worstName

"Rory"

maxWindowNameDensity

2.5

worstWindowName

"Rory"

discoveredNames

Heartstone	3
Pendant	1
Isolde	4
Belphegor	1
Rory	10
Suddenly	1
Fae-Forged	1
Blade	1
Dymas	3
Nyx	4

persons

0	"Heartstone"
1	"Pendant"
2	"Isolde"
3	"Belphegor"
4	"Rory"
5	"Suddenly"
6	"Nyx"

places

(empty)

globalScore

0.924

windowScore

0.833

0.00%

Narrator intent-glossing

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

analyzedSentences

glossingSentenceCount

matches

0	"something akin to wet stone"
1	"sounded like…laughter"
2	"obsidian that seemed to absorb all light"
3	"baritone that seemed to vibrate through the very ground"
4	"murmur that seemed to draw the attention of every creature within the hall"
5	"felt like a threat, a malignant growth"

6.01%

"Not X but Y" pattern overuse

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

totalMatches

per1kWords

1.94

wordCount

1031

matches

0	"not constructed, exactly, but grown, sculpted from dark, polished stone interwoven with"
1	"not earth, but a densely packed layer of crimson berry pulp"

100.00%

Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)

Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses

thatCount	0
totalSentences	71
matches	(empty)

99.23%

Paragraph length variance

Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts

totalParagraphs

mean

51.55

std

25.64

0.497

sampleLengths

0	87
1	88
2	23
3	62
4	23
5	80
6	10
7	53
8	56
9	45
10	52
11	58
12	64
13	16
14	42
15	51
16	37
17	33
18	37
19	114

94.12%

Passive voice overuse

Target: ≤2% passive sentences

passiveCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"was obscured"
1	"was connected"

100.00%

Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse

Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs

pastProgressiveCount	0
totalVerbs	151
matches	(empty)

0.00%

Em-dash & semicolon overuse

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

emDashCount

semicolonCount

flaggedSentences

totalSentences

ratio

0.141

matches

0	"Rory, clutching the Heartstone Pendant, felt a faint, insistent thrum against her palm – a reassurance, perhaps, or a frantic warning."
1	"Buildings rose from the landscape – not constructed, exactly, but grown, sculpted from dark, polished stone interwoven with thick, gnarled vines."
2	"The ground beneath their feet was soft, yielding – not earth, but a densely packed layer of crimson berry pulp."
3	"Statues of plump, grotesque figures – half man, half animal – presided over tables laden with mountains of exotic delicacies: glistening, multi-colored meats, towering cakes frosted with what looked suspiciously like coagulated blood, and wines that shimmered with an oily sheen."
4	"Isolde stopped before a towering structure – a central pavilion built around a colossal grapevine that spiraled impossibly high, disappearing into the amber sky."
5	"Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows – a towering man adorned in a robe woven from living vines."
6	"“An unusual response. Most mortals seek only pleasure here. And oblivion.” He gestured to the assembled figures – a horrifying menagerie of tortured souls, their faces etched with despair, their eyes vacant."
7	"As he spoke, Rory noticed a small detail: a tiny, almost imperceptible flicker of movement behind the masks of several of the figures – a brief glimpse of a tormented face, a desperate plea for escape."
8	"Dymas wasn’t just a place of excess; it was a prison."
9	"As Rory lunged towards the shadowy tendrils, she glimpsed something amidst the chaos – a tiny, crimson pendant, identical to the one she wore, clutched in the hand of a skeletal figure struggling to escape the passage."

100.00%

Purple prose (modifier overload)

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

wordCount	860
adjectiveStacks	0
stackExamples	(empty)
adverbCount	34
adverbRatio	0.03953488372093023
lyAdverbCount	14
lyAdverbRatio	0.01627906976744186

100.00%

Repeated phrase echo

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

totalSentences	71
echoCount	0
echoWords	(empty)

100.00%

Sentence length variance

Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts

totalSentences

mean

14.52

std

8.83

0.608

sampleLengths

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

81.69%

Sentence opener variety

Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers

consecutiveRepeats	2
diversityRatio	0.5070422535211268
totalSentences	71
uniqueOpeners	36

55.56%

Adverb-first sentence starts

Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb

adverbCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"Suddenly, a figure emerged from"

ratio

0.017

100.00%

Pronoun-first sentence starts

Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun

pronounCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"It cast the sprawling vineyards"
1	"They resembled colossal, organic sculptures,"
2	"They moved deeper into the"
3	"She traced a finger across"
4	"His face was obscured by"
5	"He carried a massive goblet"
6	"He extended the goblet towards"
7	"they said, their voice a"
8	"He gestured to the assembled"
9	"It was then she understood."
10	"He paused, then added with"
11	"They fought with a chilling"
12	"she said, her voice laced"
13	"They had stumbled into something"

ratio

0.233

43.33%

Subject-first sentence starts

Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject

subjectCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"The air thickened the moment"
1	"Rory, clutching the Heartstone Pendant,"
2	"Nyx solidified beside her, a"
3	"Prince Belphegor’s domain."
4	"The sky above wasn't blue,"
5	"It cast the sprawling vineyards"
6	"Fruit trees laden with enormous,"
7	"The scent, initially alluring, now"
8	"Buildings rose from the landscape"
9	"They resembled colossal, organic sculptures,"
10	"Isolde murmured, her voice a"
11	"Rory swallowed, trying to ignore"
12	"The ground beneath their feet"
13	"Each step released a small,"
14	"A low, rhythmic drumming echoed"
15	"Nyx stated, their voice a"
16	"They moved deeper into the"
17	"The farther they went, the"
18	"Statues of plump, grotesque figures"
19	"Rory said, the word feeling"

ratio

0.833

0.00%

Subordinate conjunction sentence starts

Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction

subConjCount	0
totalSentences	60
matches	(empty)
ratio	0

23.81%

Technical jargon density

Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns

analyzedSentences

technicalSentenceCount

matches

0	"The air thickened the moment they stepped through the shimmering distortion, a wet, clinging warmth that smelled of fermenting fruit and something akin to wet s…"
1	"They moved deeper into the valley, following a path paved with polished obsidian that seemed to absorb all light."
2	"Statues of plump, grotesque figures – half man, half animal – presided over tables laden with mountains of exotic delicacies: glistening, multi-colored meats, t…"
3	"Isolde stopped before a towering structure – a central pavilion built around a colossal grapevine that spiraled impossibly high, disappearing into the amber sky…"
4	"Nyx moved with impossible speed, intercepting the first wave of shadowy tendrils that rushed out of the passage."
5	"They fought with a chilling grace, their form shifting and blurring as they deflected the attacks with effortless ease."

0.00%

Useless dialogue additions

Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments

totalTags

uselessAdditionCount

matches

0	"Isolde murmured, her voice a dry rustle like autumn leaves"
1	"Nyx stated, their voice a whisper, almost lost in the ambient hum"
2	"Rory said, the word feeling inadequate"

0.00%

Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)

Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags

totalTags

fancyCount

fancyTags

0	"Isolde murmured (murmur)"
1	"Nyx stated (state)"
2	"Rory shouted (shout)"

dialogueSentences

tagDensity

0.35

leniency

0.7

rawRatio

0.429

effectiveRatio

0.3

67.4377%