Run: 2026-09-23-01M37HQQEAYXMENGSGGKWWEYTX

Run Details

Model:: GPT-6 Sol
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 6.9s
Cost:: $0.004394
Provider:: OpenAI

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 reined Thunder in beside the stables, where a broad-shouldered knight waited beneath the archway. His armor caught the last red light of sunset.

“Frederick?” he asked.

“Yes, sir.”

“I’m Sir Roland.” He took Thunder’s bridle while I climbed down. “Get your horse settled. At dawn, we’ll find out whether you ride as well as you arrive.”

His stern expression eased into a smile, and I followed him into the stables.
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2" data-color="green">
The scent of hay and leather greeted me as I led Thunder toward the stables. A knight stood outside, helping a stablehand lift a sack of oats.

“You must be Frederick,” he said, setting the sack down. “Sir Roland. Welcome to the castle.”

I bowed, awkwardly keeping hold of Thunder’s reins.

Roland glanced at the dusty miles on my boots. “First, see to your horse. Then come and find me. Training can wait until you’ve both had supper.”
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3" data-color="blue">
As I drew near the stables, Thunder stopped so suddenly that I nearly pitched over his neck. A man in a dark cloak stood just inside the open doors.

“Easy, lad,” the man said to the stallion. Then he looked up at me. “Frederick, I take it? I’m Sir Roland.”

He stepped aside to let us pass, but Thunder kept staring into the shadowed stalls. For a moment, I thought I heard something deep inside them breathe.

Roland followed my gaze. “We’ll speak of that later,” he said quietly.
</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