The innkeep perks up slightly at the mention of a dragon, though his face retains the appearance of one who is uninterested.
"Yar, there's rumor of a dragon." He says, taking a rag off of a nearby shelf and wiping down the bar. "A cave not far from here, deep inta th' ground an' ice. Some a th' crazier ones go down there, say they hear somethin' talkin' down there, an' say there's big spiders an' lizards an' whatnot. Some say it's th' dragon, and he keeps th' spiders around 'cause he eats 'em."
He shrugs. "'course, that's just rumor."