Run: 2026-03-03-01KJTZ5PEZVJ143WT1F3CFRCM6

Run Details

Model:: Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite (Preview)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 3.0s
Cost:: $0.000763
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 Warning" data-color="red">
As I dismounted, the heavy thud of plate armor announced Sir Roland’s presence. He emerged from the shadows of the stables, his face a map of scars and hardened resolve. He didn’t offer a smile, only a sharp glare that pinned me in place. "The castle is no place for boys who dream of glory, squire," he growled, tossing a pitchfork toward my feet. "If you want to survive the night, start by mucking the stalls. Dragons don't hunt themselves, and they certainly don't wait for clumsy boys to find their footing."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Mentor's Call" data-color="green">
Sir Roland stepped into the amber light, wiping grease from his gauntlets with a rag. His eyes, kind but weary, swept over me with an evaluation that felt weightier than any blade. "You ride well, Frederick," he said, his voice deep and warm, echoing against the stone. He gestured toward the flickering lanterns inside the stables. "Leave the horse; the grooms will handle him. Tonight, we study the maps. If you are to be the one to face the remnant of the Great Scale, you must first learn how to read the landscape of your enemy."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Secret Path" data-color="blue">
"Stay low," Sir Roland murmured, grabbing my arm before I could announce my arrival. He pulled me behind a stack of hay bales, his breath hitching as he peered toward the darkened eastern tower. "I expected you, Frederick, but not this late. The dragon’s agents are already sniffing at the gates." He pressed a cold, iron key into my palm, his eyes darting toward the shadows. "Do not go to the barracks. Meet me in the catacombs at moonrise. The training you require isn't taught in the training ring, but in the places the light has long ago abandoned."
</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