Run: 2026-05-10-01KR8W5R1CAZ87FP1VCHQ877W6

Run Details

Model:: Gemma 4 26B (Reasoning)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 18.7s
Cost:: $0.000363
Provider:: DeepInfra

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">
As I guided Thunder toward the heavy oak doors of the stables, a tall, imposing figure stepped out from the shadows. It was Sir Roland, a man whose reputation for discipline was as sharp as the blade at his hip. He stood with his arms crossed over a polished breastplate, his gaze scanning me with unsettling scrutiny. "So, the boy arrives at last," he rumbled, his voice like grinding stones. "I hope your skills with a blade are better than your timing, lad. Training begins at dawn."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Warm Greeting" data-color="green">
The scent of hay and old leather greeted me as I pulled Thunder toward the stables. To my surprise, a broad-shouldered man with a weathered, kind face was already there, wiping down a saddle. "Welcome to the citadel, Frederick!" Sir Roland called out, offering a hearty grin that reached his eyes. He stepped forward to clap a heavy hand on my shoulder. "You've had a long ride. Get your horse settled, and then we shall share a meal. There is much to learn, but we'll take it one step at a time."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Ominous Arrival" data-color="blue">
The twilight deepened as I approached the stables, the rhythmic clopping of Thunder's hooves the only sound in the cooling courtyard. A silhouette detached itself from the darkness near the stalls—Sir Roland. He didn't look like a man ready to celebrate an arrival; instead, his eyes were fixed on the darkening horizon, filled with a strange melancholy. "You've arrived, then," he said quietly, his voice barely a whisper against the wind. "I only hope you've arrived in time. The shadows are growing longer than they ought to be."
</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