Run: 2026-05-10-01KR9108HPX96D0H9CMGT552JV

Run Details

Model:: Gemma 4 26B
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 9.4s
Cost:: $0.000232
Provider:: SiliconFlow

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 Thunder slowed to a rhythmic trot near the courtyard, the heavy scent of hay and leather filled the air. A shadow fell across the cobblestones, tall and imposing. Sir Roland stood by the entrance to the stables, his silver armor gleaming even in the fading twilight. He didn't offer a smile; instead, his eyes, sharp as a hawk's, scanned me from my dusty boots to my trembling hands. "You're late, boy," he barked, his voice like grinding stones. "A squire's duty begins with the sun, not the moon. Get that beast secured before I find a reason to send you back to the village."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Welcoming Knight" data-color="green">
The rhythmic clatter of hooves guided me toward the warmth of the stables, where the golden light of lanterns spilled onto the ground. Waiting there, leaning casually against a wooden post, was Sir Roland. Unlike the legends suggested, he didn't look like a terrifying warrior, but a man who wore his experience with a quiet grace. "Welcome to the Citadel, Frederick," he said, his voice warm and steady. He stepped forward to take my reins, offering a nod of encouragement. "The journey was long, I'm sure. Rest your horse, and then we shall see if you have the heart for what comes next."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Testing Encounter" data-color="blue">
I guided Thunder toward the stables, seeking relief from the cooling evening air, but the peace was short-lived. A sudden metallic clang echoed through the yard as Sir Roland stepped out from the shadows of the hayloft, unsheathing a practice blade with practiced ease. He stood in my path, a wry smirk playing on his lips. "They told me a new squire was arriving, but they neglected to mention he rode with such heavy hands," Roland challenged, his eyes dancing with a competitive spark. "Before you touch a stable brush, let's see if you can at least hold a line against a real opponent."
</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