Run: 2026-07-25-01KYCWH5SF7ABRBG85CG5WC22Y

Run Details

Model:: Gemini 3.5 Flash Lite (Reasoning)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 2.3s
Cost:: $0.001221
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 tall, scarred man in polished plate armor stepped out from the shadows, his expression as cold as winter steel. "You're late, boy," Sir Roland barked, his hand resting heavily on the pommel of his broadsword. "In this bailey, we value punctuality above noble blood. Hand over your reins, grab a pitchfork, and let's see if you're actually made of iron or just painted tin."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Warm Welcome" data-color="green">
The stable doors creaked open just as I soothed Thunder's restless flank. Sir Roland emerged, a hearty laugh rumbling deep within his chest, shattering the solemn silence of the courtyard. He clapped a heavy, gauntleted hand onto my shoulder nearly knocking me off balance, though his eyes twinkled with genuine kindness. "Welcome to the Vanguard, lad!" Roland cheered, flashing a reassuring smile. "I remember my first day here—panting like a hound and terrified of my own shadow. Come, let's get your mount stabled, and I'll buy you a mug of small beer."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Cryptic Warning" data-color="blue">
I led Thunder toward the hitching posts, my boots crunching on the gravel. Sir Roland stood motionless by the stable entrance, staring past me toward the darkening horizon where the mountains loomed like jagged teeth. He didn't turn to greet me until I was standing right before him. "You ride hard for a boy carrying secrets," Roland murmured, his voice barely louder than the wind rustling the straw. He leaned in close, his gaze piercing. "The dragon in your dreams isn't just a nightmare, Frederick. And before tomorrow's dawn, you'll wish you had never crossed these walls."
</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