Run: 2026-07-25-01KYD5VC6ACSTKTFCK3VD9KG25

Run Details

Model:: Laguna XS 2.1
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 1.8s
Cost:: $0.000048
Provider:: Poolside

Evaluation summary

Score	Evaluator	Details Link
Fail	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">
Sir Roland's imposing figure materialized from the shadows of the stables. His scarred face broke into a grin as he clapped Frederick on the shoulder. "Welcome, boy. The dragons are restless, and you'll be the one to face them." His gauntleted hand gripped Frederick's sword hilt, testing its balance. "Training begins at dawn. Sleep well—tomorrow you might die."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2" data-color="green">
"Frederick, my lad," Sir Roland said, his weathered voice softening. The knight's eyes crinkled with unexpected kindness as he examined the squire's worn armor. "Your mother would be proud." He gestured toward the stable's rear, where a veteran warhorse waited. "Mount up. We have lessons to attend—first and foremost, learning when to run."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3" data-title="The Stables" data-color="blue">
A tall figure emerged from the stable's darkness, silver hair catching the dying light. Sir Roland's armor bore the marks of countless battles, each dent a story. "You're late," he said, but the words lacked reprimand. Instead, he offered a gauntlet—clean, unused. "The dragons don't wait for punctuality. Ready your horse."

Evaluation details

Result	Evaluator	Details	Meta Data
Fail	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