Baxit, the cat-headed god of indolence & reason was the first to grow weary of human demands. He is the patron god of scholars & poets. His image is often carved on thrones, though only his left-side aspect--that of reason--is solicited.

Aris laughed. "I am merely a King and not a god." His laughter faded into bitterness. "And while some Kings can ape gods, make their will and their people's one and the same, I am all too aware that I am only a man. But I understand Baxit, who looked on His own court and despair, who forced the gods into oblivion. Were it not for Adiran, for other innocents who would suffer, I could do the same. Stop the struggle and let us fall--"