Run: 2026-05-10-01KR93N6K6BFF7AJ6YM94TP8NW

Run Details

Model:: Gemma 4 26B (Reasoning)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 14.6s
Cost:: $0.000364
Provider:: Cloudflare

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 Greeting" data-color="red">
As Thunder slowed to a rhythmic trot near the stables, a tall, imposing figure stepped from the deepening shadows. It was Sir Roland, a man whose very presence seemed to command the air around him. His armor was scarred and dull, a testament to decades of service, and his eyes, cold and sharp as flint, swept over me with unsettling scrutiny. "You're late, boy," he rumbled, his voice sounding like stones grinding together in a deep well. "In this castle, punctuality is as vital as the sharpness of a blade. Do not let it happen again."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: A Warm Welcome" data-color="green">
The scent of dry hay and worked leather greeted me as I steered Thunder toward the stables. There, leaning casually against a weathered wooden post, stood Sir Roland. Unlike the stories of the grim warriors I had heard, he wore a gentle smile that reached his weary eyes. "Welcome, Frederick," he said, stepping forward to offer a steadying hand as I dismounted. "The castle has been quiet for too long. It is good to see a fresh spirit arriving at our gates. Come, let us get you settled before the moon climbs high."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Knight's Command" data-color="blue">
I pulled on the reins, bringing Thunder to a halt beside the stable doors just as Sir Roland emerged from the darkness of the stalls. He was busy checking the cinch on a heavy warhorse, his movements precise and practiced. He looked up, his gaze piercing through the twilight. "So, the new squire finally arrives," he noted, his tone brisk and devoid of ceremony. He gestured sharply toward the hayloft. "Unpack your gear quickly and find your bunk. Tomorrow, your real training begins, and I have no intention of waiting for you to find your footing."
</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