Well... okay... Imagine the most boisterous, obnoxious, toughest, strongest, hard drinking, hard hitting fight loving person you know. Multiply everything by ten. Shrink it down to about six inches, give it blue tattoos, a kilt, bright red hair and an accent worse then John's. That's a Mac Nac Feegle. Multiply that to about a thousand and that's a clan of Mac Nac Feegles.

Mix with plenty of booze and telling them that the other guy wants a fight, toss towards nearest Sith lord and prepare to watch said Sith Lord run for thier life.

These guys are the sort you want on your side, beacuse having them coming at ya is too terrifying to imagine.