Run: 2026-02-24-01KJ8V82BNCMY7Z7554KJTWH9C

Run Details

Model:: Aion 2.0
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 23.0s
Cost:: $0.001750
Provider:: AionLabs

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="Chapter 1: A Stern Welcome" data-color="red">
The local knight, Sir Roland, stood waiting near the stables, his arms crossed over a chest broadened by years of combat. He did not smile as Frederick dismounted. "You're late," Sir Roland's voice was a gravelly rumble, his eyes scanning the young squire from head to toe as if assessing a piece of equipment. "Thunder is a fine beast, but sentiment has no place here. Stow your gear and report to the armory. Your training begins now." There was no warmth in his greeting, only the unyielding expectation of the forge.
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Chapter 1: A Warm Welcome" data-color="green">
The local knight, Sir Roland, was brushing down a dappled mare when Frederick approached the stables. He turned, a genuine smile crinkling the corners of his eyes. "Ah, Frederick! We've been expecting you," he said, his voice as warm as the afternoon sun. He gave Thunder an appreciative pat. "A strong companion for your journey. Let's get him settled, and I'll show you to your quarters. There's stew in the kitchens, and tales to be shared by the fire." His welcome felt like a shelter after a long road.
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Chapter 1: The Knight's Duty" data-color="blue">
The local knight, Sir Roland, awaited Frederick near the stables, his posture rigid, his expression one of solemn duty. He offered a curt nod as the squire dismounted. "Frederick of the Eastern Vale," he stated, his tone formal and distant. "I am Sir Roland, charged with your tutelage. Your arrival marks the beginning of a service greater than yourself. Attend to your mount, then present yourself in the main hall. The chronicles of our order await your study." The words were not unkind, but they carried the weight of centuries and left little room for comfort.
</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