Run: 2026-05-10-01KR8XDWAF5H6D3QS5AJ5J5MSB

Run Details

Model:: Gemma 4 26B
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 6.1s
Cost:: $0.000197
Provider:: Parasail

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 Mentor" data-color="red">
As I pulled Thunder to a halt near the scent of hay and leather, a shadow fell over me. A man clad in polished steel, his face etched with the lines of a hundred battles, stepped from the shade of the stable doors. "You're late, boy," Sir Roland barked, his voice like grinding stones. He didn't offer a hand or a smile, only a sharp, assessing gaze that seemed to weigh my worth as a squire before I had even dismounted.
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Warm Welcome" data-color="green">
The rhythmic sound of hammering echoed from the nearby smithy, but it was the steady footsteps of a knight that drew my attention. Sir Roland approached with a jovial stride, his armor gleaming softly in the twilight. "Ah, the new recruit!" he exclaimed, extending a gauntleted hand. "I heard the rumors of your arrival. Come, let us get your mount settled so we can get some food into you. Training begins at dawn, and you'll need your strength."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Mysterious Knight" data-color="blue">
Near the quiet gloom of the stables, a figure emerged from the twilight. Sir Roland was less the warrior I had imagined and more a phantom in silver; he moved with a silence that belied the weight of his plate. He stood motionless for a moment, watching the horizon before turning his eyes toward me. "The castle has many secrets, Frederick," he said quietly, his voice barely a whisper against the evening wind. "I suggest you learn to keep yours as well."
</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