Run: 2026-09-03-01M1K5FNJZ624NSW6SJJX3P6WR

Run Details

Model:: Muse Spark 1.3 (Reasoning, Medium)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 36.8s
Cost:: $0.007446
Provider:: Meta

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">
I had just led Thunder into the shadow of the stables when a heavy gauntlet clapped down on my shoulder. "So, you're the new squire?" The voice was iron. Sir Roland stood before me, broad as a gate, his beard streaked grey and his surcoat smelling of sweat and horses. He looked me up and down, unimpressed. "Tethering your horse like that will get him lame by morning. Tie him loose, muck his stall, then find me in the yard. We'll see if Castle Alden has use for you."
</nc-section>
<nc-section data-title="Version 2" data-color="green">
Thunder was still snorting from the ride when a laugh boomed across the stable yard. "Welcome, welcome! You must be Frederick!" Sir Roland strode toward me, wiping straw from his hands, his ruddy face split in a grin beneath his close-cropped helm of grey hair. He took my pack before I could protest and clapped my back. "Fine stallion you've got there. Come, lad, stable him with mine — Old Bess won't mind company. You've ridden far, and the kitchens still have warm bread if we hurry."
</nc-section>
<nc-section data-title="Version 3" data-color="blue">
Dusk had settled over the stables by the time I slipped from Thunder's saddle. A tall figure was already waiting in the lantern-light. "Frederick," Sir Roland said quietly, as if he had known my name for years. His armor was old and unpolished, his eyes tired. He stroked Thunder's neck with a gentleness that surprised me. "They still send boys to train for wars that are already lost. Come. There is little time left, and if the old stories are true, you were called here for more than swordplay."
</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