Si'dad
Si'dad enters the guild hall holding an ornate box. She sets it on the counter where she sat just a few hours prior. This deep red box was decorated with intricate traditional Pandaren pattern in hand dyed gold stitching. Inside, if she were to look, 35 scalps neatly packed inside the box's silk surface. All hair was neatly braided and ears were included as a gift for trade. She had written on a note poorly, "Elinel" and set it on it's top
Elinel
When Elinel ventures in to hall to file various organized stacks of paperwork, she notices the box with her name on it. Excited to see the contents she hurriedly files her paperwork, much sloppier than usual. "Eh, good enough. I'll fix that later. Box!"
When she opens the box and sees the contents, she beams proudly. Our evening of hunting was lucrative. Si'Dad proved herself as a clever and worthy opponent against countless Alliance and neutral guards. Not only was Elinel proud of her Supplicant, the scalps in the box were a work of art. Perfectly harvested and presented. It would almost be a shame to destroy some of these.
She gathers up the ears and places them in a velvet bag and places it in her satchel. She gathers up all but one of the scalps and takes them out to the skinner preparing the scalps for their final purposes. The remaining scalp, carefully chosen for it's near perfection and beautiful presentation, she gently places in the ornate box and adds that to her satchel as well. She updates the tally sheet with Si'Dad's contributions, nearly dancing with excitement.
Out in the garrison courtyard she blinks around gathers supplies - processed lumber, extra glass from ongoing construction, exquisite cloth scraps, metal jewelry settings. She finds an open work bench and places her materials and gets to work. She's not much of a craftsman herself, but she's watched plenty of talented crafters to be able to throw something like this together. Various pieces hovering around her, portals popping in and out of existence, a purple glow emanating from her hands, she finally finishes. She holds up her handiwork - a shadow box with the perfectly braided scalp presented inside, preserved and sealed with arcane magic. Ornate handwriting in silver script on the cloth lining reads "Si'Dad, the Alliance Slayer".
"I can't wait to give this to her later!!" Elinel exclaims. She places it in her satchel, cleans up her workspace, then with a "pop" teleports away.