Run: 2026-03-11-01KKFDZVFCC8WCDJTMPM834FEF

Run Details

Model:: Nemotron 3 Super
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 31.1s
Cost:: $0.000000
Provider:: Nvidia

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: Sir Roland's Welcome" data-color="red">
The clatter of hooves faded as I dismounted near the stone stables, the scent of hay and leather mingling in the cool evening air. A figure emerged from the shadows of the arched doorway—Sir Roland, his silvered armor catching the last rays of sunlight. He bowed his head slightly, a courteous smile playing on his lips. “Welcome, squire Frederick,” he said, his voice warm yet steady. “The stables are ready for your mount, and the castle awaits your service. Come, let me show you where you’ll begin your training.”
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: A Knight’s Greeting" data-color="green">
Thunder snorted as I led him to the straw‑lined stall, the wooden beams of the stables creaking softly under our weight. From the far end, Sir Roland stepped forward, his cloak of forest green rustling with each measured step. He placed a gloved hand on my shoulder, his grip firm but reassuring. “You’ve arrived just in time for the evening drills, Frederick,” he remarked, eyes twinkling with camaraderie. “The horses are restless tonight; perhaps you’ll find a kindred spirit in Thunder. Follow me, and I’ll introduce you to the training yard.”
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: Sir Roland’s Salute" data-color="blue">
The stables smelled of pine and fresh earth as I secured Thunder’s bridle, the lanterns casting a gentle blue glow across the cobblestones. Sir Roland appeared from the doorway, his breastplate polished to a mirror shine that reflected the twilight sky. He lifted his visor, revealing a kind, weathered face. “Well met, young squire,” he said, his tone echoing the respect owed to a newcomer. “The castle’s halls are vast, but every knight starts where the horses rest. Let me guide you to the armory; your first lesson begins with the care of your steed.”
</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