Run: 2026-04-25-01KQ2FVKTNE6MY14MK0JTMVMAS

Run Details

Model:: DeepSeek V4 Flash (Reasoning)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 6.9s
Cost:: $0.000143
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">
Sir Roland stood tall beside the stable doors, his scarred hand resting on the pommel of his sword. As Frederick dismounted, the knight’s gravelly voice cut through the twilight. “You’re the new lad? Keep your wits sharp and your mouth shut. The castle doesn’t forgive fools.” His gaze was flint-hard, and the stable boy scurried away, leaving only the stamp of hooves and the weight of expectation.
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Warm Greeting" data-color="green">
A soft laugh rolled from the shadows as Frederick tied Thunder’s reins. Sir Roland emerged, his weathered face creased with a kindly smile. “Easy there, young one. I remember my first night—nervous as a hare in a fox’s den.” He clapped Frederick on the shoulder, leading him toward the hay-strewn aisle. “Come, let’s get your horse fed. There’s stew in the hall, and a tale or two if you’ve ears for them.”
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Silent Observer" data-color="blue">
Frederick felt a presence before he saw him. Sir Roland leaned against the stable’s oak frame, arms crossed, saying nothing. The only sounds were Thunder’s soft snorts and the creak of leather. When their eyes met, the knight offered a slow nod—no words, but a gesture that spoke of patience and deep understanding. Then he turned and walked toward the castle, expecting Frederick to follow. The silence was an invitation, not a command.
</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