I've been ordered by my lord to escort his ladies to Edo.
I'm sorry, but without a permit, no lord or his retinue may leave Osaka Castle.
It is Lord Ishido's order.
You leave me no choice.
Naginatajutsu.
@dduane used to do it before we met, and still has the wooden practice weapon.
We've occasionally thought of getting a live-steel repro...
...but there are several hundred reasons why it hasn't happened, all of them Euros.
My sensei back in NY was really insistent that i should do some naginata drills with him when I got into his class, as his first female student. (He refused to teach this art to any of the male students and would only say that it "wasn't right".)
This is how, when a guy tried to mug me late-ish one evening while I was waiting for a bus near Macy's in Manhattan, I was able to keep him away from me for ten minutes or so with the handle of the mop I'd just bought.* ...And at this end of time I can safely confess that it was, well, kinda fun. The poor schmuck literally never knew what hit him/kept hitting him. (All he had was this little knife. I'm laughing now just remembering it.)
Understand, I didn't really want to hurt him badly. And I could have. As a nurse, the flip side of learning how to put hurt people back together is also learning in great detail the many, many ways they can be taken apart or very badly damaged with relatively minimal outlay of force. So I just kept using the mop handle to remind Mugger Guy that (a) he wasn't going to be allowed to get close enough to me to hurt me or take anything of mine, and (b) he had all these vulnerable knees and elbows and shins and things. ...Especially the things.
Finally, when the bus was coming, the guy called me a bunch of terrible names and slunk off in a big hurry. And when the bus was moving again, and the reaction set in, I sat there right behind the driver and shook like a leaf for the next ten minutes or so. But when I had breath to do so again, I couldn't help snickering. Was I sort of cruel to that guy, toying with him like that? Maybe. But he started it.
Meanwhile, the practice naginata is really good for knocking down apples from the Bramley-grafted tree in the paddock next door. :) (Better than Peter's spear, actually, which is extremely sharp and tends to cut/poke holes in the fruit, impairing its keeping qualities.)
*The head came off and was in a separate bag. Just as well, as doing the drill moves with the mophead in place would have been at best rather inelegant.