The Council consists of nine women, all remarkably similar-looking, though he'll note it's a fairly subtle polymorph effect, likely as part of the mystique of the religion. They all look wary, especially when he enters, looking different than they're used to, and accompanied by the constructs. "My lord Archdragon," the first begins, slightly hesitantly. "May we inquire as to the reason you have summoned us? And as to the nature of these strange... creatures, accompanying you?"