Run: 2026-03-25-01KMJ8DRQRSVP89XV61P46PGW1

Run Details

Model:: Qwen 3 32B
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 19.7s
Cost:: $0.000284
Provider:: Nebius

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: A Fiery Welcome" data-color="red">  
Sir Roland loomed beside the stables, his crimson armor glinting like a blade freshly drawn from its sheath. His voice was a low rumble as he dismounted, each word sharp as a whetstone. “You ride with the wind, boy, but do you fight with the fire?” He stepped close, his hand brushing the hilt of his sword—a test, Frederick realized, in both steel and wit. The stallion shifted uneasily beneath his touch, but Sir Roland’s grin widened. “First lesson: control your mount or be controlled by it.” A challenge hung in the air, heavier than the scent of hay.  

</nc-section>  

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Green Trial" data-color="green">  
Near the stables, Sir Roland emerged from the shadow of the trees, his tunic embroidered with the green leaves of the Silverwood Clan. His tone was lighter, though no less stern. “Thunder is as much a part of you as your own shadow, squire. Show me you understand that.” Without warning, he tossed Frederick a bundle of hay. “Feed him, then saddle him. Without the help of a stablehand.” Frederick hesitated—this was no grand display of force, but a test of patience and care. As the knight watched, the emerald meadows beyond the stables seemed to hum with quiet expectation.  

</nc-section>  

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Indigo Hour" data-color="blue">  
Dusk had settled into a cold hush when Sir Roland found Frederick at the stables, his voice like the clink of steel in a locked vault. “The castle doesn’t forgive carelessness,” he said, his indigo cloak billowing in the evening breeze. He ran a gloved hand over Thunder’s glossy coat, his touch deliberate, almost reverent. “That beast isn’t a mount—she’s a partner. Break her, and you’ll find the cold of the dungeon far more biting than winter’s wind.” His words were a riddle, but Frederick nodded, sensing the weight of unspoken history in the knight’s gaze as the last light faded.  

</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