Run: 2026-05-10-01KR8WPYYRR7TS71X33B9V54AH

Run Details

Model:: Gemma 4 31B (Reasoning)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 1m 13s
Cost:: $0.000415
Provider:: Novita

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 Taskmaster" data-color="red">
As I brought Thunder to a halt near the stables, a towering figure stepped out from the shadows of the eaves. Sir Roland did not smile; his armor was polished to a mirror finish, reflecting the dying light of the sun. He looked me up and down with a critical eye, his gaze lingering on the dust coating my boots.

"You're late, boy," he barked, his voice like grinding stone. "In this castle, a minute's delay is a lifetime's failure. Dismount and tend to your horse before you even think of greeting me properly. Your training begins the moment you touch the ground."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Kind Mentor" data-color="green">
I had barely stepped off Thunder's back when a booming laugh echoed through the stable yard. Sir Roland approached me with a wide, genuine smile, his heavy cloak billowing behind him. He reached out and gave my shoulder a firm, encouraging clap that nearly knocked the wind out of me.

"Welcome, Frederick! I've heard much of your spirit and your skill with a blade," he said warmly. "The road is long and the work is hard, but you've a spark in your eye that reminds me of myself at your age. Come, let's get your gear settled, and I'll show you where you'll be sleeping."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Weary Veteran" data-color="blue">
Near the stables, a man leaned against a weathered fence, watching my arrival with a look of profound exhaustion. This was Sir Roland. His armor was dented and dull, and there was a sadness in his eyes that seemed to stretch back centuries. He didn't move as I approached, merely nodding his head in a slow, rhythmic gesture.

"So, you're the new one," he sighed, his voice a low rasp. "Fresh-faced and full of dreams of glory. I remember those dreams. They're the heaviest things a man can carry." He pushed himself off the fence with a groan. "Follow me, lad. Let's see if you're built for the reality of this life."
</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