Pawns (EAFW)

The clerics and druids who do the elementals' bidding are a strange and varied lot. Some teach crop rotation in order to protect and restore the earth of the harsh planet. Others command the power of flame for little more than vengeance's sake. Whatever their motivations, each priest is bound and sworn to preserve his or her patron element in the physical world—the Prime Material Plane. Few ever renounce the solemn agreement—to forsake the Pact is to incur the wrath of beings who possess the raw power of the elements.
But even the great power of these elementals is limited and dwindling, like sand draining through an hourglass, and so they grant this boon—this burden—to a very few. Because of this, priests are unable to recruit vast numbers of followers, nor are there mighty cathedrals or lonely monasteries dedicated to the worship of their lords. Only through the subtle lessons taught by campfire tales and in isolated, secret shrines can the desperate message of preservation survive in the cold shadow cast by the sorcerer-kings. 
Sometimes hunted, often ignored, rarely appreciated, these few are Athas's last hope. And like the sands of the earth, they strive to slip through the dealers' iron fingers and work the transformation of Athas through their preserving magic... or die in the attempt