Run: 2026-07-09-01KX403P928F3CF3BXEB8MPYYE

Run Details

Model:: GPT-5.6 Sol
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 5.6s
Cost:: $0.010690
Provider:: OpenAI

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" data-color="red">
Thunder slowed to a restless trot as Frederick neared the stables. A broad-shouldered knight stood beneath the arched doorway, his silvered mail gleaming in the last light. One hand rested on the pommel of his sword.

“Frederick, I presume,” he said. “I am Sir Roland. Welcome to the castle—and to the end of your easy days.”
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2" data-color="green">
The scent of hay and saddle leather greeted Frederick as he dismounted beside the stables. A weathered knight approached, carrying his helmet beneath one arm. A pale scar crossed his brow, but his smile was warm.

“You must be Frederick,” he said, offering a calloused hand. “Sir Roland. I’ve been charged with your training. Let us hope you learn as quickly as you ride.”
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3" data-color="blue">
Before Frederick could call for a stable hand, a tall figure stepped from the shadows between the stalls. His dark cloak bore the castle’s golden crest, and a sword hung at his side.

“So the new squire has arrived at last,” the knight said, studying Frederick with sharp gray eyes. “I am Sir Roland. See to your horse, then report to the training yard. Sunset is no excuse for idleness.”
</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