Run: 2026-02-24-01KJ8VDT8EZX21NPHWB532HB21

Run Details

Model:: Aion 2.0
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 16.2s
Cost:: $0.001280
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="A Stern Welcome" data-color="red">
The castle stables smelled of hay, leather, and horse sweat. As Frederick dismounted, a shadow fell across him. He turned to see a mountain of a man in battered plate armor, his face a roadmap of old scars beneath a close-cropped grey beard. "You're the new squire," Sir Roland stated, his voice like grinding stones. It wasn't a question. "Thunder is a fine beast. See he's brushed, watered, and fed—not a speck of mud on his coat. Then find me in the armory. Your soft hands have work to do."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="A Green Welcome" data-color="green">
The afternoon sun warmed the cobblestones of the stable yard. Frederick was loosening Thunder's girth when a calm, resonant voice spoke beside him. "A gentle hand with a proud animal. A good sign." Sir Roland stood there, his armor polished but comfortable, a faint smile in his eyes. He patted Thunder's neck. "I am Sir Roland. Welcome to Highstone. Settle your friend here, then join me. The kitchen mistress has saved some honeycakes for a lad who's ridden far."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="A Weary Welcome" data-color="blue">
The evening chill was settling as Frederick led Thunder into the dusky quiet of the stables. A man sat on an upturned bucket, polishing a helmet with a slow, circular motion. He looked up, his eyes holding the deep blue-grey of a twilight sky. "Frederick," Sir Roland said, his voice quiet, as if not to disturb the sleeping horses. "I've been expecting you. The world grows darker, and we have need of good hearts. Care for your mount. Then, if you are willing, we shall talk of dragons."
</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