Run: 2026-04-25-01KQ2E6Q0R3AAA9CF5HQ5DKW66

Run Details

Model:: DeepSeek V4 Pro (Reasoning)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 15.9s
Cost:: $0.000627
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="A Stern Welcome" data-color="red">
As I dismounted, a tall knight in burnished armor strode from the shadows of the stable. Sir Roland's eyes were sharp as flint, and his voice carried the weight of command. "You're the new squire? Late, and your horse is lathered. Groom him properly before you even think of entering the keep." I bowed hastily, shame prickling my neck, but beneath his harsh words I caught a flicker of appraisal—like he was measuring more than my posture.
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="A Kindred Spirit" data-color="green">
Before my boots even touched the cobblestones, a hearty laugh rang from the stable door. Sir Roland emerged, sleeves rolled and straw in his hair, smelling of hay and leather. "Frederick! By the look of Thunder's fine lines, you've cared for him better than most knights care for their own mounts." He clapped my shoulder, his grin crinkling sun-weathered cheeks. "Come, let's get this noble beast watered. We'll speak of your training over a pail of oats."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="A Whisper of Destiny" data-color="blue">
I had barely drawn rein when Sir Roland appeared, silent as an owl, his silvered cloak blending with the gloaming. He spoke low, almost a chant. "Your coming was written in the stars, Frederick. The Last Dragon stirs, and the threads of fate draw tight around this castle." He placed a gloved hand on Thunder's neck, and the stallion shivered. "You will learn more than swordplay here. Tonight, seek me by the old well—there is much you must understand before the moon wanes."
</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