Auxiliary Items Worn With Japanese Armour
- Sashimono, a small banner that is attached to the back of the dou (dō) by special fittings. Its purpose was to identify the wearer as friend or foe which was essential in the chaotic confusion of a pitched battle melee.
- Horo - A cloak reserved for prestigious, high-ranking samurai. It provides additional protection from arrows.
- Agemaki, a decorative tassel worn on the back of some dou and kabuto, the agemaki can also serve as an attachment point.
- Jirushi, small identification flags or badges worn on the back of the helmet (kasa jirushi) or on the shoulder (sode jurishi).
- Datemono/tatemono, crests of various shapes and sizes worn on several areas of the helmet (kabuto).
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