Run: 2026-04-25-01KQ2DK3QSSNBNHVEKA65A3TRD

Run Details

Model:: DeepSeek V4 Flash (Reasoning)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 7.3s
Cost:: $0.000152
Provider:: DeepSeek

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 Welcome" data-color="red">
The clatter of hooves faded as Frederick reined Thunder to a halt in the castle courtyard. A burly knight in battered silver armor strode from the stable’s shadow, his gauntleted hand resting on his sword’s pommel. “So, you’re the new squire,” Sir Roland growled, his voice like grinding stone. He frowned at Thunder’s proud posture. “Keep that beast out of my stables until he’s been properly brushed. And mind your tongue—I’ve no patience for dreamers.” He turned and barked orders to a stable boy without waiting for a reply.
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Refined Greeting" data-color="green">
The scent of hay and leather filled Frederick’s nostrils as he slid from Thunder’s saddle. A tall, clean-shaven knight in polished plate armor approached with an easy stride, his hand raised in casual salute. “Ah, young Frederick, I presume? I am Sir Roland.” His smile was warm but measured. “The stable hands will see to your horse—fine animal, by the way. Come, the steward has prepared a light meal in the hall. We can speak of your training on the way.” He offered a friendly clap on Frederick’s shoulder and gestured toward the inner gate.
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Mysterious Aura" data-color="blue">
A figure emerged from the stable’s gloom as Frederick dismounted—a knight whose dark cloak stirred as if touched by an unseen breeze. His eyes, pale as winter ice, studied the boy with quiet intensity. “You ride well,” Sir Roland said, his voice low and resonant. “But the road ahead is not one of wind and hoofbeats.” He turned, the stable lanterns casting long shadows. “Leave your horse; I will show you to the tower where your true journey begins.” Without another word, he walked away, expecting Frederick to follow into the deepening twilight.
</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