She stopped. Where am I? She thought. The rocks were no way similar to Hla Oad, and on top of that, she saw a mountain. A mountain! I could be anywhere! Suddenly, she felt this energy from inside her. Whoa! She said. It felt like she could run a million miles. She quickly began sprinting in a downhill direction. She moved and moved, and before long, she had reached a town much like Balmora.
She interrogated the nearest pedestrian, "Where am I?" She said.
The woman looked at her puzzlingly, "Suran," and walked away.
Haelia Dhur ran to the nearest place to sit. She entered a place called "Earthly Delights." She quickly realized the bar scene, and thought about how similar it was to her own restaurant in Hla Oad. Except, she didn't employ erotic dancers.
She seated herself on a stool. Nearby, a local Khajit befriended her. "Hello. What'sss a pretty girl like you doing her?" It purred.
"I'm getting married." She moaned. Several random heads turned towards her, but seeing nothing interesting except a pretty girl with panic on her face, they turned back towards the dancers. Oh, if you only you knew who I was getting married to.
"Oh, the frights, I see." Said the Khajit.
"Well, whom are you getting married to?" Said the barmaid, who was watching her curiously.
Haelia Dhur wondered if she should speak. Would they think she's crazy, or dreaming? At last, she said, "Molag Bal."
The Khajit purred, "You mean the god?"
"Yes." Said Haelia Dhur.
"Ha!" Said the Khajit, who quickly returned to his own business, whatever that may be.
The barmaid, however, was still a bit curious, "And Molag Bal? Is he a good man?" She asked sarcastically.
"I hardly know him."
"Is he handsome?"
"Um…" Haelia smiled. "Yeah."
The barmaid laughed along, obviously joking. "A man like that, a god, must have an awful lot of power."
"Oh, he sure does," said Haelia, remembering how he had burned the slave who had brought the wrong gem. At that, the barmaid smiled and ran away, obviously ending the conversation and thinking that Haelia was a delirious idiot.
Then again, why am I not marrying him? Haelia Dhur envisioned herself doing whatever gods do on their honeymoon. She quivered. Oh, dear Alemlexia! She thought.
Just then, a great loud rumble sounded beneath. An Earthquake! She thought. Everyone began to leave the building. Haelia Dhur was last. When she came out, everyone was stunned, as if too afraid to move. "What's going on?" She said.
"Look." Said the barmaid, wide-eyed.
And there he was. A big creature 100 feet tall, standing with his foot on a building and glowering over the streets of Suran. His powerful muscles thrashed through the air and building tension in his voice. A bloodthirsty scream compounded with the sound of great droplets of sweat as they splattered on Suran, "Haelia Dhur! Where are you?"
Oh my god! Oh my god! She cried. He's out there looking for me!
Just then, Molag Bar, the 100 foot god, reached down to grab hold of a screaming Khajit. It ripped apart its bones and ate the cat whole. Haelia could hear the bones crunching.
Just then, the crowd gathering outside thought to react. They ran backwards into the restaurant. Haelia was left out there with the barmaid, who still stood stunned. Then, even the barmaid began to move. As she moved, she gave one stunned look at Haelia and said, "You weren't joking, were you?"
"No," said Haelia Dhur.
"Just… Just… get away from here, please!" And then Haelia Dhur heard the door behind close shut and locked.
As Molag Bal began reaching for another mer, Haelia made her decision. She had finally decided she would marry the monster. Haelia Dhur suddenly remembered that she wanted to be in love. Well, now is the perfect time, she thought. She shouted, "Over here, honey!"
Molag Bal dropped the man, who fell twenty feet onto a house and broke every bone in his body. "There you are!" It roared.
Before Haelia Dhur could react, it had already appeared above her. It reached for her, it's giant demonic hands gently grabbing hold onto her and raising her up into the air. Molag Bal smiled a deadly smile.
"Put me down! Get your hands of me." Said Haelia Dhur. Molag Bal waited, then decided to listen. He gently put her down.
"First of all," said Haelia Dhur, "I have several demands!"
The Demon waited, surprised.
"Number one, no eating other people!"
The demon groaned. "Okay."
"Number two, no scorching other people!"
The demon waited impatiently. "Fine." Its voice resonated in the ground beneath.
Haelia Dhur ignored it. "Number three, I don't know what you're thinking of doing on our honeymoon, but we are NOT doing it, mister!"
At this, the demon trembled in agony. Its tremendous ears seemed to curl downwards. Its face appeared on the verge of depression. "You… you can't do that!" It cried.
"Oh, I am doing it, whether you like it or not. Now, do you want to marry me?"
For a while, it muttered something. Then, it sighed, "Yes."
"Good, now lets get married." Said Haelia Dhur.
The demon smiled, a very docile smile. It picked Haelia Dhur up with its gentle hands. Suddenly, Haelia could hear bone crunching beneath.
"What did I just say?" Haelia Dhur said, arrogantly.
"Sorry," it replied. "I won't do it, again." This time, the monster slowly and carefully planted its steps through Suran, careful not to step on any living thing.
Slowly, they made pace back towards the mountains. And so forth lived happily ever after.