Run: 2026-03-12-01KKHZDYJZTV5YD45CVRABH85J

Run Details

Model:: Grok 4.20 (Beta, Reasoning)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 11.1s
Cost:: $0.015881
Provider:: xAI

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" data-color="red">
After passing through the massive iron gates, I slowed Thunder to a trot and guided him toward the row of stone stables. The smell of hay and horses filled the evening air. The local knight, Sir Roland, greeted me near the stables, his armored form silhouetted against a lantern's glow. "You must be Frederick," he said, clasping my shoulder with a gauntleted hand. "The squire we've been expecting."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2" data-color="green">
I urged Thunder through the courtyard as the last rays of sunset painted the walls in gold. My heart raced with both fear and excitement. The local knight, Sir Roland, greeted me near the stables, his voice warm like an old friend despite his imposing frame. He stroked Thunder's mane and offered a knowing smile. "Easy, lad. A good horse like this deserves proper care after such a ride. Come, let's get you settled."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3" data-color="blue">
The banners snapped overhead as I finally reached the inner bailey and veered toward the stables. Shadows lengthened across the cobblestones, carrying whispers of old legends. The local knight, Sir Roland, greeted me near the stables, his eyes sharp beneath a scarred helm. "Frederick," he rumbled, studying me as though weighing my worth against forgotten prophecies. "The last dragon's shadow grows long. I hope you are ready for what lies ahead."
</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