Kyrtaar watched the Half elf girl trip, and collapse with alarm. He only took a few steps towards her before she was up on her feet again and talking about rocks. Rocks that Kyrtaar could not see, but the Lizardman was now freaking out about. Kyrtaar figured his best option was to stick with the prince. He had, afterall, committed murder in broad daylight when he was accused of petty theft. Not the proper response to a false accusation. It also seemed like the most direct route of this cursed dungeon, and the easiest way for him to get back under the open sky. 

Kyrtaar followed the hard charging prince. He had to admit, he was fairly impressed by his level of gusto and bravado when half of his body was filled with poison. At full strength he was probably a force to be reckoned with. A better ally than enemy, and Kyrtaar had spent the most recent parts of his life with a shortage of allies. He was also amused at the quickness at which he changed his mind on his companions, once his life was also at stake. 

Kyrtaar would arrive after the Half elf, Lizard, and forest creature. He had passed the hulking beastial creature due to its pains, but he knew it was close behind them. Kyrtaar would arrive mid brief about the hidden door. Once he was finished, he started to limp off, bragging about his abilities in a past life where he wasn't on the verge of death. Addressing the group, Kyrtaar spoke. "My name is Kyrtaar, if anyone is curious. I suppose I'll accompany you for the time being." He had his own motives to pursue, but for now this would suffice.