Allison was giving Midas too much credit. He had gone into the main room to relax by the fire, nothing more, nothing less. The dogs had given her the chair facing the door because they had sensed her weariness though. 

[color=#1e90ff]"You feed your canines?"[/color] asked Allison

Letha nodded. "Yes. These guys came from the human world where they were kept as pets, and people provide for their animals in the human world. They don't know how to fend for themselves." She explained while stroking the back of one of the dogs. 

[color=#1e90ff]"You called your home something, I … I may have heard that name before … I am uncertain.  Stories from the Ancients … my ancestors."[/color]

Letha picked up a plate and started filling it. "Please come and eat. I'm not surprised that Synoro is mentioned in your peoples history. Many Elves have attended meetings here in the past. Hundreds, if not thousands of meetings were held here over the years, between people from Fantaja and Humans. In the past, this place was always full of life. People staying here to attend meetings, the ones who acted as intermediaries or peacekeepers, the staff. There was so much life." She said a bit sadly. "Now it's just me, the animals, and the random temporary person in need. I keep the house up the best I can, but all I can do is maintain the interior."