Run: 2026-03-03-01KJTYSJWD2BB4JKD9YK30K04J

Run Details

Model:: Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite (Preview)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 2.8s
Cost:: $0.000820
Provider:: Google AI Studio

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="Version 1: The Stern Mentor" data-color="red">
As I dismounted, the heavy thud of plate armor announced Sir Roland’s approach. He stood by the stable doors, his face a map of scars earned in campaigns long forgotten. He didn't offer a smile; instead, his cold, gray eyes raked over my gear, lingering on the imperfections of my leather cuirass. "You’re late, squire," he growled, his voice like grinding stones. "If you intend to survive your time in my service, you will learn that punctuality is the difference between life and death. Unharness that beast and see that he is groomed before the bells strike. My temper is shorter than your patience."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Weary Veteran" data-color="green">
Sir Roland leaned against the stable post, nursing a flagon of ale with a heavy hand. He looked at me with a weary, knowing expression as I brought the stallion to a halt. "A fine animal," he noted, gesturing vaguely toward Thunder with his cup. "I carried a stead just like him when I was your age—back when men still spoke of dragons in the mountain halls." He sighed, the sound echoing the wind in the eaves. "Welcome to the keep, lad. Don't mind the chaos inside. Wash the road dust from your throat, then come find me. We have much to discuss before the dawn."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Unexpected Mystery" data-color="blue">
I slowed my approach as a tall, cloaked figure stepped from the shadows of the stable, revealing the polished pauldrons of Sir Roland. He held a lantern aloft, its weak yellow light casting long, dancing shadows across my face. He didn't speak at first, his gaze fixed strangely on the hilt of the blade tucked into my belt—a family heirloom I thought hidden well. "You’ve come a long way, Frederick," he murmured, his tone eerily cryptic. "The castle is full of secrets, and by the look of that rusted steel, you’ve brought one of your own. Tie your horse. We aren't doing any training tonight."
</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