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Run: 2026-10-07-01M4AT9NR4W8A51JM4H7PEKFNZ
Run Details
Model:
Mistral Large 4.0 (Reasoning)
Test:
Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:
Create alternate prose sections
Duration:
43.0s
Cost:
$0.004178
Provider:
Mistral
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>
AI
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
Messages
Meta
AI
<nc-section data-title="Version 1: The Stern Test" data-color="red"> As Thunder's hooves slowed to a walk along the cobblestone path, a figure emerged from the stable shadows. Sir Roland stood with his arms crossed, his armor dented and scarred from countless battles. He didn't smile as Frederick dismounted, but he scrutinized the boy from head to toe, his grey eyes sharp as steel. "So you're the new squire," Roland said, his voice gravelly and rough. "Drop those stirrups properly, boy. We don't coddle clumsy lads here." He stepped forward, close enough that Frederick could smell the leather and sweat and iron of a man who lived for combat. "Your sword arm strong? Your back straight? Or shall I find someone else to train before the winter raids come?" </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Kindred Spirit" data-color="green"> The moment Frederick's boots touched the stable yard, a hearty laugh rang out from the doorway. Sir Roland leaned against the wooden frame, his beard streaked with grey but his eyes twinkling with warmth. He pushed off the post and strode forward, extending a calloused hand. "Frederick, is it? Welcome to Thornhaven!" Roland's grip was firm but gentle, pulling the young squire into a half-hug. "I've been watching you ride in—fine posture, lad. Reminds me of myself at your age." He clapped Frederick on the shoulder, nearly knocking him sideways in a friendly manner. "Come, let's get you settled. The stables here have seen better days, but the ale in the common room is always warm, and I've got a training sword with your name on it." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Dragon's Herald" data-color="blue"> The stables were silent when Frederick arrived—too silent. No grooms, no clatter of hooves, only the wind sighing through the rafters. Then, from the darkness between the stalls, a voice whispered like dry leaves: "You carry the scent of the wyrm, boy." Sir Roland stepped into the dim light, and Frederick realized the knight was ancient—far older than the castle itself. His armor wasn't steel but scales that shifted color in the torchlight, and where his eyes should have been, there was only a smoldering darkness. "I am the last guardian of the old pact," Roland said, bowing slightly, the movement somehow terrible and graceful. "The dragon's blood stirs in you. Come. The stables are no place for beginnings. We must speak of endings." </nc-section>
created_at
"2026-10-07T09:14:46.924Z"
10/7/2026, 9:14:46 AM
model
"mistralai/mistral-large-4-0-20261006"
app_id
182717
external_user
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streamed
true
cancelled
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latency
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generation_time
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tokens_prompt
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tokens_completion
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native_tokens_prompt
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native_tokens_completion
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native_tokens_completion_images
(null)
native_tokens_reasoning
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0
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num_media_completion
0
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num_fetches
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origin
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is_byok
false
finish_reason
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native_finish_reason
"stop"
service_tier
"default"
usage
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router
(null)
user_agent
"langchainjs-openai/1.0.0 ((node/v24.21.0; linux; x64))"
http_referer
(null)
request_id
"req-1791364486-6CaMrsQ3ANVFv5Rnd0v7"
session_id
(null)
preset_id
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api_type
"completions"
id
"gen-1791364486-ObiqjuZpVqcTZ841TrVF"
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"d457455a979145f8aa84b9d042c0b70a"
provider_responses
0
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false
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728
model_permaslug
"mistralai/mistral-large-4-0-20261006"
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"Mistral"
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cache_discount
(null)
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0
provider_name
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data_region
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workspace_id
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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