Run: 2026-02-25-01KJBFC67BC618DYH2JP56N09G

Run Details

Model:: Qwen 3.5 27B
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 15.5s
Cost:: $0.003278
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 Stern Welcome" data-color="red">
I dismounted, my boots hitting the packed earth with a heavy thud. Before I could secure Thunder's reins, a figure emerged from the gloom of the stable yard. Sir Roland stood tall, his armor gleaming like polished steel despite the dimming light. He did not smile. His eyes, sharp as flint, scanned me from my worn tunic to my trembling hands. "Frederick," he grunted, the sound like grinding stones. "You are late. The dragons do not wait for the sun to set, and neither will I." He gestured sharply to the stall. "Stall him. Then come find me. We have much to discuss about your survival."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="A Knight's Promise" data-color="green">
I led Thunder gently into the stable, the old horse snorting softly as he smelled the familiar hay. A hand rested on my shoulder, warm and reassuring. I turned to find Sir Roland standing there, his helmet tucked under his arm, revealing a face lined with kindness and years of service. "Welcome, boy," he said, his voice a low rumble that matched the quiet of the evening. "Thunder is a fine beast, worthy of a future knight." He placed a hand on the horse's flank. "Rest him well. Tomorrow, we begin the path that will lead you to the truth of the Last Dragon. You are not alone here."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Shadows of the Past" data-color="blue">
The stable doors creaked open as I entered, the air cool and smelling of leather and oats. Sir Roland was already inside, standing by the far wall where the shadows were deepest. He stepped forward as I approached, his presence commanding yet calm, like the stillness of a deep lake. "Frederick," he spoke, his voice echoing slightly in the wooden space. "You carry a heavy burden, even if you do not know it yet." He handed me a lantern, the flame flickering blue in the draft. "The castle has waited for you. Rest now. The night is long, and the dragon's legacy is not something to face with a tired mind."
</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