Run: 2026-07-25-01KYCWZG86RHGGHG2X2FWFHC38

Run Details

Model:: Gemini 3.5 Flash Lite (Reasoning)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 2.3s
Cost:: $0.001139
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 stables, boots heavy with dust from the journey, a towering figure stepped out from the shadows of the stable doors. It was Sir Roland. His armor bore the deep scars of countless battles, and his gaze was as sharp as a newly forged broadsword. "You're late, squire," he rumbled, his voice like grinding stones. "In this bailey, we do not wait for stragglers. Tend to your mount immediately, then report to the yard. Your training starts now."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Warm Welcome" data-color="green">
The heavy wooden doors of the stable creaked open as Sir Roland emerged, wiping grease from his gauntlets with a rag. Instead of the stern rebuke I had rehearsed for all these miles, a warm, booming laugh escaped his lips. "Ah, young Frederick! We've been expecting you since noon," the veteran knight said, clapping a heavy hand onto my shoulder that nearly knocked the wind out of me. "Get Thunder settled in a warm stall with a good measure of oats. You look starved; we'll break bread after."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Cryptic Warning" data-color="blue">
Sir Roland leaned against a wooden pillar of the stables, whittling a piece of oak with a hunting dagger. He didn't look up immediately as I reined in Thunder, letting the silence stretch uncomfortably. Finally, he raised his eyes—eyes that held a strange, haunted sorrow. "You bring that stallion from the western valleys, boy?" he asked quietly, stepping closer to stroke Thunder’s muzzle. "Keep him close, and keep your sword closer. The beasts in the hills aren't the only things stirring tonight."
</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