Run: 2026-05-10-01KR91MXNQQ15EXANETJJB9VR2

Run Details

Model:: Gemma 4 26B
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 5.7s
Cost:: $0.000213
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 heavy timber of the stables, the rhythmic clatter of armored boots approached. A man of imposing stature, clad in polished steel that caught the dying sunlight, stepped into my path. Sir Roland, a knight whose reputation for discipline was as sharp as his blade, eyed my dusty traveling cloak with a discerning gaze. "You're late, boy," he barked, though his eyes held a flicker of curiosity. "A squire's first lesson is punctuality. Get your mount settled; we begin at dawn."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Welcoming Veteran" data-color="green">
The scent of hay and leather greeted me as I dismounted near the stables. Before I could even begin to unbuckle my saddlebags, a friendly hand rested on my shoulder. It was Sir Roland, a man whose face was a map of scars and stories, wearing a smile that seemed to soften his heavy plate armor. "Welcome to the fold, Frederick," he said warmly, his voice like rolling thunder. "The road is long and the training harder, but you've made it. Let's get you fed and rested before the master finds you."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Formal Greeting" data-color="blue">
Near the entrance to the stables, a figure emerged from the shadows of the archway, standing with a rigid, practiced grace. Sir Roland stood there, his hand resting casually on the pommel of a magnificent longsword. He did not move to embrace me, but gave a single, respectful nod that acknowledged my arrival. "The castle has been expecting you, Frederick," he stated formally. "Your lineage brings expectations, and your service shall determine if you meet them. Follow me; the Master of Arms awaits your report."
</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