Drango smiled at Jo's concern for Beo. "I know now that you are not in an order of druids but you care the very best for your companion. He will be unharmed. The ritual is a full day, twenty four hours in which he and I stay together in privacy. I will make him a thinking, feeling individual and he will become not a pet or tool to you but a friend, a true companion that will speak, think and protect you in your time of need with more feeling than just that of duty. I will need to remove his shrink collar, however. There should be enough room in this room now even for the largest of his kind."<br/><br/>Drango slipped off his gigantic cloak and stood to full height, his whole body instantly changing to that of a young man, attractive and in his prime. He didn't bother looking back at Jo. "Please leave us." Drango spoke in a new voice, no longer the stereotypical old man voice but that of the handsome young man he was now. "Come back tomorrow and your friend will be an even  truer one to you." Slowly Drango sank to the floor in a cross legged position and breathed deep. "Let us begin."