No other choice but to become monstrosities that kill innocents, that would kill even the mages that were once their companions, their friends? I accept no lies, even ones brought about by heated emotions.

[ He looks towards the cat and sneers. Never did like cats, but that is a point of being a Fereldan, isn't it? ]

It is your choice to die and allow your pet to be eaten because you are dead. [ Stannis rubs his hands together, flexing them as he feels the cold finally leaving him. ] There is nowhere else for mages that is safe beyond Skyhold. Continue wandering about, you'll be thought to be as those rebels or part of Corypheus's forces. I know he treats his mages better than to allow them to go on the battlefield looking like they may die before they take a step, but others are not so observant or smart.

So violently snort your last breath and see what changes for you.