You head straight for the inn

The sun is nearly set and night is about to fall. It would be wise to find some shelter for the coming night.
You contemplate knocking on to one of the houses, but those would probably only have enough beds for the people living there. It would be difficult to share with three strangers.
Maybe you could find a farmer and ask him if you and your friends could sleep in his barn.
Eventually you come to the conclusion an inn is your best choice, if one is to be found in this small village.

Luckily, this village does indeed have an inn. Once you’re inside, Xallia calls out. “Good evening, Sir or Madam. Customers have arrived.”
You hear some stumbling from another room, then a middle aged man open a door and walks into view.
“Customers you say? We don’t get many of those around here anymore.”
The man is quite tall with long black hair. His chin is clean shaven, but for some reason this man seemed dirty to you. You wonder why.
“Really?” Xallia asks, “How’s that?”
“Some bandits have taken up camp a little down the road. They’ve been taking out any travelers that come near and take their spoils to that old watchtower.” The man says as he walks past Xallia.
He then notices Glenda is only wearing her undergarments. He leans a bit closer to Glenda and says “Seems like you got a run-in with them too.” With a lecherous smirk.
His remarks make Glenda feel uncomfortable. She moves behind you to try and hide herself from him.
Xallia takes the man’s hand and pulls him in her direction.
“Let’s worry about that another time. Me and my friends have need of a room for tonight. Any chance you still have a couple of beds to spare, mister …?”
“The name is Carl, and yes I do. Those bandits make it so I don’t get any customers anymore, so I got lots of free beds. But are you able to pay for them?”
It dawns on you that when you left the abbey, you didn’t take any money with you.
“Don’t worry, it’s quite alright.” Carl says. “Just let your green haired friend spend the night with me and we’re even.”
So that is why you felt dirt from this man. You should have known.

You find it despicable that this man would just suggest for Glenda to whore herself to him. Even if she was just a normal girl and not one of the sisters, it is a horrible thing for Carl to even bring it up.
Though if he is such a perverted man who would ask a woman’s services for compensation, you find it odd he’d go for the half-dressed elf and not the fully naked succubus standing right next to him. Oh right, Xallia possesses illusion magic. Nevermind.
“My friend is promised to be wed, dear Carl.” Xallia says. “Her husband-to-be would be quite displeased if she arrived to him spoiled.”
The daemoness pulls Carl’s head in her direction and looks into his eyes.
“Luckily, I have no such promiscuity and wouldn’t at all mind spending a ‘restless night’ with a handsome fellow like yourself.”
You roll your eyes, but honestly, you should have expected that from a succubus.
“All right, that’s what I’m talking about.” Carl says with a big grin.
He looks at you and Glenda and says “Take the stairs up and pick a room. Each room has a single bed and they’re all empty. Just pick one.”
He then turns his gaze at Xallia and says.
“As for you, you can join me to the kitchen.”
Carl then takes Xallia by her hand and guides her to the place he plans to do the deed with her. And Xallia? She giggled on her way there.

You and Glenda quickly head up the stairs, lest you might hear Xallia and Carl going at it. On the second floor, Glenda decides to take the room on the left, and you pick the room on the right.
You start disrobing and prepare to go to bed. Today has been quite exhausting and you yearn for some sleep. But then you think back of Carl and Xallia. Was it relly such a great idea to leave him in her clutches? Just because he’s a man, doesn’t mean a succubus poses no threat to him.