Hailing from the Virginia coast, Creigh had ancestors who served in the U.S. Army, going all the way back to 1776. Thus, he decided to join the United States Armed Forces to keep the family tradition going as well as in retaliation for the destruction caused by the communist Chinese in the Great War of 2077.
He is found at Camp McClintock, having partaken in some of the training courses and exercises by way of the automated systems and the Master Sergeant Gutsy. However, he has gotten stuck on the obstacle course, and is unable to complete his basic training. Creigh willingly accepts the player character as his commanding officer. However, he rejects most orders given to him by the player character regardless of the rank they hold, as he has neither the courage nor the abilities to do anything, which he attributes to various excuses from latrine duty assignment to lack of energy. He can be found sleeping in the barracks at night and running around the camp in the morning.
Interactions with the player character
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Effects of player's actions
With at least 8 Strength, Creigh can be ordered to fulfill a "supply requisition" and will give the player character some ammunition.
- Vault Dweller: "What's your background, recruit?"
Joe Creigh: "Me? Private Joe Creigh. Well, Private-in-training. I started out a civvy, though I guess we all do. I'm not that way anymore, though! I can fight the Reds, and I'll prove it! Just as soon as I can finish that darn obstacle course."
- Vault Dweller: "Why do you want to join the Army so badly?"
Joe Creigh: "My whole family's in the Army! Well, they were. Before the War. We've had family in the Army since 1776. It's a tradition! And besides, the Reds... those bombs... Who wouldn't want to join up after what they did to this country? Not to mention all the other dangerous stuff out there."
- Vault Dweller: "Not quite."
Joe Creigh: " The Army automated the whole thing. And with today's recruiting standards, anyone can be a soldier now! Even me! I'd make a great soldier, too. I'm real good at taking orders. Go ahead, try me!"
- Vault Dweller: "Drop and give me twenty!"
Joe Creigh: "Oh! I know this one! But, uh, could I maybe get to that tomorrow? All this drilling has really worn me down. Rifles are heavier than I thought."
- Vault Dweller: "I order you to move out! Into the Wasteland, recruit!"
Joe Creigh: " I-I'm really going to go f-fight? I, uh, I wasn't... I'm going to have to belay that order on account of... well, you know... *gulp*"
- Vault Dweller: "[Strength 8+] This is a supply requisition, recruit! Hand over what you've got!"
Joe Creigh: " "