Run: 2026-05-10-01KR8ZAEX4SP5KYQ3ZNKC8A36V

Run Details

Model:: Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite (Reasoning)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 2.6s
Cost:: $0.000721
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 newcomer. Sir Roland stood by the stable entrance, his face a map of jagged scars and stern lines. He didn't offer a smile, only a critical glare that swept over my travel-worn tunic. "You're late, boy," he growled, the hilt of his sword catching the dying light. "Dragons don't wait for squires who dally. Take the stallion's tack off and muck the stalls before the sun finds the horizon."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="A Lesson in Humility" data-color="green">
I had barely caught my breath when a shadow fell across me. Sir Roland emerged from the gloom of the stables, a curry comb in one hand and a steady, appraising look in his eyes. He motioned for me to approach, his movements fluid despite the weight of his mail. "Frederick," he said, his voice surprisingly soft. "The dragon wards are quiet today, but the horses sense the shift in the wind. A knight is only as good as the creature that carries him into the fire. Learn to care for this beast, and you might survive the week."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="The Weight of the Blade" data-color="blue">
"Drop the reins," a voice commanded, cool and authoritative. I turned to find Sir Roland leaning against the stone archway, idly twisting a leather gauntlet in his fingers. He studied me with a detached curiosity that made my skin prickle. "So, you're the one they sent to handle the last of the brood? You look like you'd snap under the heat of a single breath." He stepped forward, his eyes glinting with a challenge. "I hope you brought more than just your curiosity, squire. We leave for the Dragon's Peak at dawn."
</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