Run: 2026-02-25-01KJBDE82S0063HXENFJBC6H2X

Run Details

Model:: Qwen 3.5 122B
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 10.8s
Cost:: $0.005072
Provider:: Alibaba

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="The Knight's Welcome" data-color="red">
The heavy iron gates groaned as I pulled Thunder to a halt, the scent of hay and horse sweat instantly filling my nostrils. I dismounted, my legs stiff from the long ride, and looked up to see Sir Roland standing in the shadow of the stable door. His armor gleamed in the dying light, a stark contrast to the soft twilight. "You're finally here, squire," his voice boomed like distant thunder, devoid of warmth but heavy with authority. He stepped forward, the metal of his greaves clinking against the cobblestones. "Do not mistake my silence for kindness. Training begins at dawn, and I expect you to be ready."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Shadows of the Stable" data-color="green">
Guiding Thunder by the reins, I walked through the open archway where the stables lay nestled against the keep. The air here was cooler, filled with the gentle whicker of horses settling for the night. Sir Roland was waiting, not in full plate, but in a simple tunic, leaning casually against a wooden post. He offered a rare, genuine smile as I approached. "Welcome to the keep, Frederick," he said softly, extending a calloused hand to help me steady the stallion. "The road was long, but your journey here is only just beginning. Rest well tonight; the stone walls have many secrets to share."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="The Oath of Steel" data-color="blue">
As the sun dipped below the horizon, the courtyard was swallowed by a deep blue twilight. Frederick led Thunder toward the stables, but before he could reach the door, a figure emerged from the shadows. Sir Roland stood motionless, his silhouette sharp against the fading light. He did not speak of training or duties. Instead, his eyes locked onto Frederick's with an intensity that felt ancient. "The last dragon's shadow falls long," Roland whispered, his voice barely audible over the wind. "You carry more than a sword, boy. You carry a legacy. Remember that when you kneel to me tomorrow."
</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