Run: 2026-05-20-01KS25T5D0CG3Z7JYV8DH6CBPH

Run Details

Model:: Gemini 3.5 Flash (Reasoning, Minimal)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 3.5s
Cost:: $0.004758
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="Version 1: A Stern Welcome" data-color="red">
As I dismounted near the stables, the smell of damp hay and leather filled the air. A towering figure stepped out from the shadows of the wooden awning. It was Sir Roland. His armor was scarred from battle, and his face was set in a hard, unyielding line. He didn't offer a hand, only a cold, assessing gaze that swept over me from head to toe. "You're late, squire," he growled, his voice like grinding stones. "In my service, laziness is a sin. Tend to your beast, then find me in the courtyard. Your training begins now, and I do not tolerate weakness."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: An Honorable Reception" data-color="green">
I led Thunder toward the stable doors, where a knight stood waiting, bathed in the amber light of the setting sun. Sir Roland was a man of noble bearing, his posture upright and his expression warm despite the deep scars of past campaigns etching his brow. As I approached, he offered a firm, welcoming nod. "Ah, Frederick. We have been expecting you," he said, his voice deep and resonant. "You have had a long journey. Let the stable boys care for your mount, and join me in the hall for a hot meal. Tomorrow we begin the hard work, but tonight, we welcome you to the brotherhood."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: A Practical Introduction" data-color="blue">
No sooner had I swung my leg off the saddle than a broad-shouldered man in a simple leather jerkin walked out of the stables, carrying a pitchfork. I recognized the sharp eyes and authoritative air of Sir Roland immediately, though he wore no armor. "Throw me the reins, lad," he called out, catching them with practiced ease. "The journey from the southern valleys is a brutal one, and both you and the stallion look ready to collapse. I am Roland. Let's get your gear stowed away. A good squire learns first how to care for his gear and his beast before he ever touches a sword."
</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