Run: 2026-05-10-01KR91HW4CMHCXY5GXW4G2BHZW

Run Details

Model:: Gemma 4 26B (Reasoning)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 32.0s
Cost:: $0.000531
Provider:: DeepInfra

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 Encounter" data-color="red">
As I led Thunder toward the stables, the heavy, rhythmic clank of armored footsteps echoed against the cobblestones. A tall man, his face etched with the jagged scars of a dozen campaigns, stepped into my path, blocking the light. It was Sir Roland. He didn't offer a hand or a smile; instead, his piercing gaze swept over me with cold skepticism. "So, this is the boy they sent?" he barked, his voice like grinding stones. "I hope your sword arm is sturdier than your horse's stride, squire. We have no room for weakness here."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Warm Welcome" data-color="green">
The scent of dry hay and worked leather greeted us as we approached the stables. A knight with silvered hair and a kind, weathered face emerged from the shadows of the barn, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Welcome, Frederick," Sir Roland said, his voice warm and steady. He reached out to pat Thunder’s neck, a gesture of seasoned familiarity. "You've had a long ride. Get your mount settled first; a squire who cares for his beast is a squire who will eventually learn to care for his steel."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Formal Greeting" data-color="blue">
The twilight cast long, elegant shadows over the courtyard as I guided Thunder toward the stables. Standing there, amidst the quiet bustle of the evening, was Sir Roland. He stood with a posture of absolute discipline, his silver mail glinting even in the fading light. "Greetings, Squire Frederick," he announced, his tone measured and full of practiced dignity. "You arrive at a momentous time for this kingdom. Prepare yourself well, for your training begins at first light, and the path of a knight is one of constant vigilance."
</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