Run: 2026-02-24-01KJ8W4FYTQ9DA43B6M0ZVY69V

Run Details

Model:: Aion 2.0
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 21.7s
Cost:: $0.001662
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

` tag.

<nc-section data-title="The Knight's Greeting" data-color="red">
The castle stables loomed ahead, a long, low building of dark timber that smelled powerfully of hay, leather, and dung. As Frederick dismounted, his legs stiff from the long ride, a figure emerged from the shadowed doorway. Sir Roland was a mountain of a man, his surcoat bearing the faded scars of old battles. His gaze, as sharp as a honed blade, swept over Frederick and his horse. "You're the new squire," he stated, his voice a gravelly rumble that held no welcome, only assessment. "See that your mount is rubbed down properly. We begin at dawn. No excuses."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="A Welcoming Word" data-color="green">
The stables were a bustling, friendly chaos of whickering horses and stable hands. The scent of fresh hay and clean straw filled the air. Before Frederick could even loosen Thunder's girth, a knight with a kind face and a streak of grey in his beard approached. "Frederick, I presume?" Sir Roland said, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I've been expecting you. Let's get this fine fellow settled." He took Thunder's reins with practiced ease. "A good horse is a knight's first true friend. You've chosen well. Tomorrow, we'll see if you've chosen your path as wisely."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="An Evening Meeting" data-color="blue">
The sun had dipped below the battlements, painting the stable yard in long, cool shadows. The journey's end left Frederick with a hollow feeling of anticipation. As he led Thunder towards the water trough, a tall, solemn knight in a blue surcoat stepped into his path. "Frederick of the northern vale," Sir Roland said, his tone formal and distant, like a judge reading a decree. "I am Sir Roland, master of this keep's armsmen. Your training commences with the morning bell. Ensure your gear is in order and your mind is clear. The old ways demand nothing less."
</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