Run: 2026-02-24-01KJ8WD7D0SNE4CBNC91CCV8V8

Run Details

Model:: Aion 2.0
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 24.0s
Cost:: $0.001787
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: The Arrival" data-color="red">
Frederick dismounted, his legs stiff from the long ride. As he led Thunder towards the stables, a shadow fell across the cobblestones. He looked up to see a knight in full plate armor, his helm under one arm, revealing a face etched with scars and a stern gaze. "You are the new squire," Sir Roland stated, his voice like grinding stone. "The stables are no place for dallying. Unpack your horse and report to the armory. Your training begins at dawn." Frederick swallowed hard, feeling the weight of expectation settle upon his shoulders like a cloak of chainmail.
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Chapter 1: The Arrival" data-color="green">
The sweet smell of hay and horses greeted Frederick as he approached the stable doors. A man in a worn leather jerkin was mucking out a stall, but he straightened up with a warm smile as Frederick approached. "You must be Frederick," the man said, wiping his hands on his breeches. "I'm Sir Roland. Let's get this fine beast settled, and then I'll show you to the quarters. There's stew in the kitchen, and tales to be told by the fire." The knight's easy manner immediately put Frederick at ease, the anxieties of his journey melting away.
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Chapter 1: The Arrival" data-color="blue">
The last light of dusk painted the castle stones in hues of indigo and gold. Frederick was loosening Thunder's girth when a calm, measured voice spoke from the stable doorway. "A long road finds its end at a good manger." Sir Roland leaned against the timber frame, his expression contemplative. He was older than Frederick expected, his eyes holding the quiet depth of a deep lake. "We will speak of your duties tomorrow. Tonight, rest. Even the keenest blade must be sheathed." He gave a slight nod before turning back towards the keep, leaving Frederick with a sense of profound peace.
</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