Run: 2026-02-20-01KHYAMSP93VSNERY0WBSG5CDR

Run Details

Model:: Grok 4.1 Fast
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 7.5s
Cost:: $0.000368
Provider:: xAI

Evaluation summary

Score	Evaluator	Details Link
Pass	Match blue prose section	(details)
Pass	Match green prose section	(details)
Pass	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-section data-title="Version 1" data-color="red">
As I reined in Thunder near the stables, a tall knight in gleaming armor strode forward, his boots crunching on the gravel. "Welcome, young squire Frederick," boomed Sir Roland, his voice warm and commanding. He clapped a gauntleted hand on my shoulder, eyes twinkling with mirth. "You've made good time. Come, let us stable your beast and begin your initiation into the ways of the blade."
</nc-section>
<nc-section data-title="Version 2" data-color="green">
Dismounting amidst the whinnying horses in the stables, I was approached by Sir Roland, the local knight renowned for his valor in the border skirmishes. His face was weathered, scarred from battles past, yet his greeting carried a note of gruff approval. "Squire Frederick, eh? Prompt as the dawn. Hand me those reins—Thunder looks like he could use a rubdown after that ride. Report to the armory at first light."
</nc-section>
<nc-section data-title="Version 3" data-color="blue">
Thunder's hooves had barely stilled by the stable doors when Sir Roland emerged from the shadows, his cloak billowing like dragon wings. The knight's piercing gaze assessed me in an instant. "Frederick, the last hope of the squires' line," he said softly, extending a hand in formal greeting. "The castle senses your arrival. Stable your mount swiftly; whispers of the Last Dragon stir even now."
</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
no eval