A Life-Bearer is vast and slow, a long, pale shape like a whale made of mist and moving water, lit within by countless tiny glowing specks, gold, green, and blue, like a night sky inside it. It drifts on the deepest currents, and where it passes the water around it shimmers with the same specks. It sings a long, low song that seems to come from every direction at once, one of the songs of deep creatures that fill the Deep. It smells of rain and green water.

They drift on the deepest currents of the Surging Deep, rising towards its edges, where the plane meets the Veil, when they go to carry their seeds.

A Life-Bearer gathers the seeds of life, and carries them out, along the flow, to wherever life can take hold. It does not stop for travellers, though it is said to let them ride the current in its wake.

It carries life. What it carries can take root where nothing grew before.

They give life, and their wakes are rich with it. They do no harm.

Sailors' tales on Caeldon tell of a vast shape full of stars seen far down in the sea, and of new reefs and fishing grounds that came after it; whether any of them saw a Life-Bearer is not known.