Run: 2026-07-25-01KYCSSM71BQ7V0S2P0F5JP2ZK

Run Details

Model:: Gemini 3.5 Flash Lite (Reasoning)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 2.0s
Cost:: $0.001144
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: The Stern Greeting" data-color="red">
As I dismounted near the bustling stables, the heavy scent of hay and manure filled the air. A heavily armored figure stepped out from the shadows of the stable door, his jaw set in a hard line. It was Sir Roland. He looked me up and down, his gaze lingering on the dust clinging to my boots. "You're late, boy," the knight rumbled, his voice like grinding stones. "In this bailey, we value punctuality above all else. Hand over your reins and report to the armory immediately."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Warm Welcome" data-color="green">
The stable doors creaked open just as my boots hit the cobblestones, and out stepped Sir Roland, a broad grin splitting his weathered face. He clapped a heavy, gauntleted hand onto my shoulder, nearly knocking me off balance. "Ah, young Frederick! We've been expecting you since noon," the knight laughed heartily, taking Thunder's reins from my trembling hands. "Don't fret about the journey, lad. Come, stable your mount, and I'll buy you a mug of ale before the evening bell tolls."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Cryptic Warning" data-color="blue">
I was busy untying my traveling pack when a shadow fell across the stall. Sir Roland stood there silently, staring past me toward the distant mountains where the last rays of the sun were disappearing. "You bring a weary beast, Frederick, and a weary soul," the knight murmured without looking at me. He finally turned his piercing, steel-grey eyes upon my face. "Listen closely, squire. Whatever you think you know about knighthood and glory, forget it. The shadows in these walls hold secrets far older than our king."
</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