Run: 2026-10-27-01M5YG7VWN5ZQV940MG9SH1THR

Run Details

Model:: GPT-6.1 Terra (Reasoning, Medium)
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 5.9s
Cost:: $0.002367
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 led Thunder through the castle gates and toward the stables, where a broad-shouldered knight stood watching me. His armor was dented, and a gray cloak hung from one shoulder.

“Frederick, I presume?” he said. “I’m Sir Roland. Welcome to the castle.”

I bowed, nearly losing my grip on Thunder’s reins. Roland caught them before the horse could wander off.

“Easy,” he said with a smile. “We’ll teach you to hold a sword before we ask you to hold your nerves.”
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2" data-color="green">
As I dismounted beside the stables, Thunder tossed his head toward a man emerging from the shadows. The stranger wore a knight’s sword and carried a bucket of water in each hand.

“You must be Frederick,” he said. “Sir Roland. I’ve been expecting you.”

He set down the buckets, and Thunder drank eagerly. I thanked him, embarrassed that I hadn’t thought of water first.

“A good squire notices what his horse needs,” Roland said. Then he clapped me on the shoulder. “Come. There’s supper, and tomorrow we begin.”
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3" data-color="blue">
The stable doors stood open, spilling golden light across the cobbles. I had just brought Thunder inside when a knight stepped out to meet me, his hand resting on the pommel of a weathered sword.

“Frederick?” he asked. “I am Sir Roland.”

Before I could answer, a distant cry drifted down from the mountains. Thunder shivered beneath my hand.

Roland’s gaze turned toward the darkening peaks. “The shepherds say they’ve heard that sound for three nights now,” he murmured. Then he looked back at me. “Get your horse settled. We have much to discuss.”
</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