Run: 2026-03-11-01KKFJ0RR2XY5V0GHE8KGZMGD9

Run Details

Model:: Qwen 3.5 9B
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 38.6s
Cost:: $0.000372
Provider:: Together

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 Trial of Steel" data-color="red">
Frederick dismounted, his boots sinking into the dirt, as Sir Roland stepped from the shadows. The knight's armor was polished until it glinted with the danger of fresh blood. "Good horse," Roland rumbled, his voice like grinding stones. "But flesh is fatal. You have work to do." He drew a heavy mace from his saddle, the metal singing as he swung it once. "Proper rhythm. Repeat." The air in the stable grew thick with pressure and the promise of violence. Frederick swallowed and took the reigns, ready for the first lesson.
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="The Promise of Growth" data-color="green">
Thunder lowered his head to scent a patch of fresh hay before dismounting, and Frederick followed gently into the warmth of the barn. Sir Roland was there, wiping the plank of the stable door against his leg. "Welcome, little tree," Roland said with a kind smile. "Stones break nails, but roots break stones." He handed Frederick a lantern, its glass glowing softly. "The castle is not a fortress, but a garden to protect. Learn its warmth." Frederick felt a sudden lightness in his chest, as if his armor were breathing easier.
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="The Weight of Ancient Shadows" data-color="blue">
Frederick waited until the stable door swung shut, severing him from the cold night air. Sir Roland emerged in the dimness, his cloak цвета the deep sea, trailing dust. "The sun sets once for everyone," Roland said quietly, his eyes shifting to the far side of the barn where a secret shadow lingered. "But it will not set once for you." He placed a finger on Frederick's chest. "The dragon has not departed, Frederick. You are not here to train. You are here to witness." The squire felt an old chill settle under his ribs.
</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