Dedicated myself to the cause of making the Diamond Riot look more suitable to their roles as battered, life-harried cowboys and grave robbers, and my urge to hatch an egg resulted in their most recent and likely last member, Rezonant- the explosives expert of the crew, Rezonant is the youngest of the crew by far, brought in by Mal when he found her picking his pockets orphaned in a nowhere-town in the Snowfields- quickly making herself indispensable as the one with the knowledge of how to make things go Boom.
Living now with the pearlcatcher and his crew made up of the drill running lesbian duo of Tearmarsh and Shuck- who's shared charge in Mal has led to only a small number of comedies of errors and only one instance of 'two guardians and a man baby' that ended with the blast scars on Mal's snout- and the conniving, steel-jawed treasure hunter with deep pockets and shallow morals, Arizona, Rezi's storied history of close calls sees her just as heavily modified as her companions, taking point on digs with her father figure and learning the crew's terrible habits of theft, rustling, and loving and leaving them by observation.
But her next dig is all but routine- and they've unearthed not only the protectors of a hoard of glittering treasure-
but the things sealed deeper within the earth than even the ancient tombs of dragonhome.
The eyes of The Host train themselves now on the members of the Diamond Riot- and things previously tucked away in catacombs shake off the cobwebs and stretch leathery, rotted wings anew...