This vessel of Molly was found adrift in our void. The origins of it remain hidden for us still, yet it bore armaments that resembled our own - a pale attempt to imitate. Such caused wear on this husk's veins, rendering them almost inept. Yet, as we attempted to dissect it, we have learned of a peculiar state of this shell. It is imbibed with a Deaf Steel Brain of Gammu. The vessel resists dissection, fortifying itself in the areas we attempt to cut, as if it was a living organism.
We require aid of Birdlings. To have us benefit from this husk, we must understand it and cure it of a Deaf Steel Brain that resides within. They know much of them and how to sing to them.
We plead you, Exalted Ones. Sing to Birdlings, address them with our predicament.