This page holds many of Master Belmos' stories that don't pertain to any npc's, like that of Orram [his story you can find in the Possible NPCs section.]

There is a small fairy tale I can tell you, that involves one of the new creatures. You will quickly figure out which one.

Once upon a time, there was a baker. He was a honest and hardworking man, living in a small house together with his wife and his little son. The bakery was in the first floor of the house, while the living quarters were located above it. One day, the baker rose and went down to work; when he went to his oven, he saw that the coal stack nearby was lower than he remembered. He was a bit puzzled, but then decided he probably just remembered wrong. But the next day, the pile of coals had shrunken again, and this time the Baker knew the pile had been higher the evening before. And when he told that to his wife and son during breakfast, he noticed the boy looking guilty. When the baker asked his son, the boy squirmed and then said:

"I had to feed the monster or it would have eaten me!" The baker scolded the boy for making up stories and stealing the coal, which cost money, after all. The boy was punished and in the evening, both his father and his mother told him not to put his hands on the coal again.But the next day, there were coals missing again, and the boy soon admitted it had been him to the angry questions of his father. both parents were very angry, not only that the boy had stolen the coals, but also that he persisted in his story about a monster.

So the next night, the boy was not only sent to bed early, the door to his room was locked so he could not get out. After all, the baker didn't want to lose any more coal. Late at night, the baker woke from a loud crash. He listened for a moment, and he heard sounds. Thinking someone had broken into the house, he armed himself with a cudgel and went outside the room where he and his wife slept. The baker sneaked down the stairs into the workroom; he could hear a strange huffing and scraping from below. It was dark in the room when he entered. The only thing he could see was a orange light, as if of two glowing coals.

Thinking someone was carrying coals for light, the baker stealthily went up and brought his cudgel down on where he thought the man was standing. He was, however, quite surprised when the wood bounced and he lost his grip. A roar went up and something hit him and threw him across the room. From where he was lying, the baker could now see a big worm rearing, covered with thick scales. It roared again, baring sharp teeth, and the two glowing eyes that he had taken for coals fixed on him. Desperately, the baker groped around for something to use as a weapon. His hands closed over something small, and he threw it at the beast. The creature caught it in his jaws and swallowed it, and only then did the baker realise it had been a chunk of coal. He crawled over to the pile of coals and began throwing more coals at the worm, and it caught and swallowed each of them.

After a while, the creature gave a satisified burp and left the bakery, its tail swishing behind it. The baker gave a relieved sigh, thanking the gods he had escaped without harm. The next day, he of course told his wife and son about what happened, and the boy was very happy that his father believed him now.

The next night the baker was prepared, and when the monster showed up again, it found a small pile of coals in front of the bakery. It gobbled them up while the baker and his family were watching from a window above. After the pile was gone, the creature vanished again into the night.
For every night thereafter, the baker would feed the worm. And soon, the tale of the "tame Coal Wyrm" spread far and wide and the baker became famous. In honor of the nightly visitor, he baked a special good, the coal bread, and the recipe for it is a secret only passed on within the family to this day!

There was a young man in a village near Arkene. The legend puts his name as Eleos. One night, he had a dream. In his dream, Eleos was in the plains surrounding Synara City. He saw a small group of Pegasi, only half a dozen of them, a foal among them. He neared the group, that was standing around a water hole.
The leader of the group neighed in greeting, then the group took flight. Eleos followed them in their flight, not wondering that he could. It was a dream after all.

For Eleos it was an exhilarating experience. He flew with the Pegasi in his dream for a long time, and when he awoke, he could remember the dream with unexpected clarity.
The next night, when he went to sleep, he again met the group of Pegasi. And again, he flew with them. This time, he even seemed to know things about them. They did not talk to him, but still he realized he knew their names. Eleos continued to have the dreams; he grew to know the Pegasi he flew with every night. And he began to love them as he loved his family and friends. Then, one night, when Eleos flew with the Pegasi, the herd became agitated. He did not at first understand why, but soon he saw dark spots following the small herd. They came nearer and nearer, and soon he realized it was a group of humans that rode captured Pegasi. Some of them carried nets and it became clear to him that they were coming to catch his friends.

The herd tried to flee; but the foal wath still young and couldn't fly as fast as the others. And the others would not leave it behind to save themselves. Eleos screamed in fury when one after the others of them were overtaken and captured. He tried, but he couldn't help them. It was as if he were not there. Eleos woke after the last Pegasus was captured. He put his hands across his face and sobbed, feeling sorrow for the fate of his friends. Then, suddenly, he became aware of a light in his room. He looked up and saw a bright ball of light in front of him.

"Now you know the plight of my people," a voice suddenly said. "I cannot help them; I can only watch and grieve. But your dreams are strange and powerful. You can use them to shape things. I beg of you, Eleos, aid my people!"

Eleos did agree to help.
He went back to sleep and returned to the place he had been at before he woke. He saw the group flying of in the distance, carrying the captured Pegasi between them. Enraged, he followed them, gaining on the heavily laden group. When Eleos reached the group he again tried to attack it, as he did before. But again, he could not harm them. Frustrated, he fell back to think. And then, he remembered what the light had told him. That he could shape things in his dreams.
Looking at the leader of the herd, who struggled ineffectually in the net that held him, Eleos focused his thoughts, remembering something he had seen once before. Suddenly, the Pegasus began to change form. His teeth became sharper, his forelegs developed claws, his head grew horns. Finally, the tail changed to a whip-like appendage able to give a powerful blow.

Yes, as you have to readily discerned, it was an Enox he turned ithe Pegasus into. The first Enox ever, I might add.
Those that had captured him were caught unprepared as the newly-formed creature shredded the net and turned upon them. Eleos proceeded to turn all the other Pegasi of the herd into Enoxes as well. With half a dozen creatures well able to defend themselves appearing in their mid unexpectedly, the group was quickly defeated. But Eleos was not done. He also changed the Pegasi the Dark Magi had been riding on. Once he was done, the newly formed Enoxes scattered in all directions. Only his friends stayed and flew in a circle around him. Each of them in turn came forward and gave him a friendly nudge with its nose. Then, the herd flew off, keeping the foal in the middle.
As Eleos woke, he thought he heard a faint voice saying

"Thank you!"

That concludes the legend. as to your question, the legend says the herd was composed of white Pegasi, which turned into Niveus Enoxes, of course. But among those that had been brought by the Dark Magi, there also were Dark Pegasi, and those were changed into Noctis Enoxes.