Locals believe the inn stands on a 'warm spring ley' — an old tale that explains the unusually mild winters within a stone's throw. Some travelers claim waking from dreams in the private rooms with images of far-off forests; others speak of hearing a child's laughter under the cellar hatch. The carved wooden animals posted nightly are thought by some to be a blessing from the 'old wood spirits,' though more pragmatic townsfolk suspect a reclusive craftswoman showing gratitude.