Run: 2026-05-10-01KR8WRYS35SRGPRTBN5WJHXV9

Run Details

Model:: Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 2.7s
Cost:: $0.000780
Provider:: Google AI Studio

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="The Arrival: Sir Roland's Scrutiny" data-color="red">
As I reined in Thunder near the stables, the scent of hay and horse sweat was suddenly pierced by the metallic tang of cold steel. Sir Roland emerged from the shadows, his plate armor clanking with a cadence that sounded like a funeral bell. His eyes, hard as flint, swept over me with a look of undisguised disappointment. "You’re late, squire," he growled, his hand resting heavy on the pommel of his sword. "And your horse looks more fit for a tavern run than the king’s stables. Wipe that smirk off your face; there is no room for comfort here."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="The Arrival: An Unexpected Mentor" data-color="green">
I dismounted, my legs trembling from the long trek, only to be met by a towering silhouette stepping out from the stable archway. Sir Roland was an imposing figure, his greying beard neatly trimmed and his surcoat bearing the crest of the dragon. Unlike the rumors of his cruelty, he offered a thin, enigmatic smile as he took Thunder’s reins from me. "A fine beast, lad," he murmured, his calloused hands expertly checking the saddle. "The castle is full of vipers, Frederick. If you wish to survive your training, learn to trust your instincts before you trust the lords in the keep."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="The Arrival: The Weight of Duty" data-color="blue">
The stable yard was surprisingly quiet, save for the rhythmic brushing of straw. Sir Roland stood waiting, draped in a cloak that seemed to swallow the dying light of the day. He didn't offer a greeting, only a sharp nod toward the training grounds where the wooden dummies stood battered and splintered. "You arrive at the edge of history, boy," Roland said, his gaze fixed on the darkening horizon as if he could see monsters lurking beyond the walls. "Drop your pack. If you want to be a knight in the age of the last dragon, you will learn to fight with exhaustion in your marrow."
</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