I can't write for your mod (probably). I'm working on a novel, and a mod of my own, and I'm about to move. This aside from the fact it looks liek you got someone I will however write a blurb, the way I would write something like this, just for the fun of it
Upon waking in the afterworld...
Mysterious Apparition, "Hey, how's it hanging?"
Player Character, "Ugh.. my head."
MA, "Yeah, I know, stings huh? You don't have one anymore, but it will tend to do that anyways."
PC, "Huh? What do you mean?"
MA, "Life is a big, crazy dance.. blindfolded.. drunkenly... on the edge of a precipice. You spun when you shoulda twirled and you fell off. Hit every rock on the way down, pretty ugly business. *snirk*"
PC, "Wait, what?"
MA, "You totally freakin' died. Way to go."
PC, "What!? But I feel fine.."
MA, "Except for the whole 'my head..' thing. Look around you, you aren't in Ka- uh, Cyrodiil anymore."
PC, "....oh no.."
MA, "Oh yes! Actually, this is quite fortuitous."
PC, "What!? How!? I died!"
MA, "Yeah, I know that sucked, but, well what I meant is that it's fortuitous for ME."
PC, "Are you the one that killed me?"
MA, "What? Pfft, no. I don't do that kinda thing. One of those spooky Dark Brotherhood guys stabbed the crap out of you. Like I said, it was pretty ugly."
PC, "Aw man.."
MA, "Yeah, anyways about my fortuitous happenstance. I need you to do something for me and the uh, people I work for. It's like, way big giant deal, end of the world stuff."
PC, "Does that mean I get to go back?"
MA, "No comment."
PC, "No comment? That's not fair! ... wait, what do you need me to do?"
MA, "Can't tell you."
PC, "Uh, if you want me to do something.."
MA, "Yeah, I know, but my orders are to be as horrifyingly cryptic as possible and hey, guess what, it's your lucky day! *grins*"
PC, "You sure this isn't some kind of hellish Oblivion realm?"
MA, "No comment. Now off with you, go figure out what we need you to do, and uh, good luck with that!"