Run: 2026-02-25-01KJBDGZ52KV0P5AQRWCBZ9Y21

Run Details

Model:: Qwen 3.5 122B
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 12.3s
Cost:: $0.005980
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 Inspection" data-color="red">
Frederick pulled Thunder to a halt before the wooden doors of the stables. Before he could dismount, a figure emerged from the shadows. Sir Roland, his armor gleaming dully in the dying light, crossed his arms over his chest. The metal plates shifted with a sharp clatter that echoed in the quiet yard. "You ride well for a squire," Roland said, his voice rough as gravel. He stepped forward, his gaze piercing. "But can you stand when the enemy comes? That is what I need to know."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="A Warm Welcome" data-color="green">
The scent of fresh straw and warm horseflesh greeted Frederick as he led Thunder into the stable yard. Sir Roland was already there, brushing down a chestnut mare with gentle, rhythmic strokes. He looked up, a kind smile crinkling the corners of his eyes. "Easy there, lad," Roland said, setting the brush aside. "Thunder looks like he's had a long journey. Let's get him watered and fed before we worry about training."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="The Silent Vigil" data-color="blue">
As the last light of day faded to indigo, Frederick approached the stable entrance. Sir Roland stood motionless, a sentinel against the twilight, his cloak blending with the deepening shadows. He did not speak immediately, his gaze fixed on the horizon where the dragons were said to have once flown. "The castle is old, Frederick," he finally said, his tone somber and heavy with unspoken history. "And it demands much of those who serve it. Are you prepared for the weight?"
</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