Run: 2026-05-10-01KR8Z0VWH0VQZ318NCA9PZQ5C

Run Details

Model:: Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 2.8s
Cost:: $0.000807
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 Stern Welcome" data-color="red">
As I dismounted, the heavy thud of plate armor announced a presence behind me. Sir Roland stood by the stable doors, his face a landscape of jagged scars and stern expectations. "You ride well for a boy sent to learn the weight of a sword, Frederick," he rumbled, his voice like grinding stone. He didn't offer a hand, only a piercing gaze that seemed to strip away my lingering hopes of a soft induction. "The horses don't care for your pedigree, and neither do I. Start by mucking out the stalls; we'll see if the dragon-blood lore you’ve been fed amounts to anything more than mud."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="A Mentor's Assessment" data-color="green">
Sir Roland emerged from the shadows of the stables, a grease-stained cloth in his rough hands. He approached Thunder, checking the cinch with practiced ease before turning his keen, emerald-hued eyes toward me. He offered a slight, weary nod—the first shred of approval I had received all day. "You treat your mount with respect, lad. That's a good place to start," he remarked, his tone surprisingly soft compared to the rumors of his battlefield temper. "The legends speak of dragons, but here, the battle starts with grain, currycombs, and discipline. Welcome to my stables, Frederick. Tomorrow, we begin the real work."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="The Silent Shadow" data-color="blue">
The gate creaked shut behind me, and out stepped Sir Roland, his hand resting casually on the pommel of his longsword. He stood motionless, a sentinel in polished steel, watching as I struggled to calm my pacing stallion. He didn't speak immediately, letting the silence stretch until it pressed against my chest. "You’ve traveled far, squire," he finally said, his eyes scanning the horizon where the last of the sunlight bled into violet. "But the castle is quiet tonight, and the legends you carry are better left at the gate. Here, existence is measured by duty. Tie him up—you have much to learn before you can dream of dragons."
</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