Run: 2026-04-25-01KQ2EMJR8A9FMRWD4JRX5TYM7

Run Details

Model:: DeepSeek V4 Flash (Reasoning)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 7.5s
Cost:: $0.000161
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 Greeting" data-color="red">
I reined in Thunder as we approached the stables, the cobblestones slick with evening dew. A towering figure emerged from the shadows—Sir Roland, his armor dented from a hundred battles. "You're the new squire?" he barked, not waiting for my nod. "Tend to your horse, then report to the armory. We have no time for dawdling." His eyes swept over me like a blade assessing its next target. I dismounted quickly, my heart hammering against my ribs.
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Warm Welcome" data-color="green">
A gentle hand steadied Thunder's reins as I slid from the saddle. Sir Roland stood before me, his face lined with kindness beneath a mop of graying hair. "Frederick, is it? Welcome to the castle," he said, his voice as rich as old oak. He pointed toward a trough of fresh water. "Let your stallion drink, then I'll show you to the hall. The cook always saves a warm meal for new arrivals." I smiled, the tension in my shoulders easing for the first time since leaving home.
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Curious Observer" data-color="blue">
Sir Roland stood at the stable door, arms crossed, watching me dismount with an unreadable expression. He didn't speak at first, just studied Thunder's gait, my posture, the way I tied the reins. "A good animal," he finally said, his tone neutral. "You know how to handle him. That's something." He stepped closer, his eyes boring into mine. "But handling a horse is not the same as handling a sword. We'll see what you're made of tomorrow at first light." With that, he turned and disappeared into the gloom, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
</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