The Arbor is an island in the southwest corner of Westeros, known primarily for wine production. Think about it: In a world full of nonstop horrors, machinations, and calamities, these guys are famous for their booze. The Arbor's so booze-filled, in fact, that the ruling house is literally called Redwyne. That definitely sounds like something someone came up with while in a compromised state of mind.
Their sigil might as well be Nick Nolte's mugshot.
Just the fact that the Arbor is separate from the mainland alone should double everyone's life expectancy there. The worst thing to ever happen in the Arbor seems to be the Redwyne kids bullying one character, Sam -- which, in a world full of giants, insane cults, and pregnant ladies being stabbed doesn't seem all that bad. So why not head to the Arbor, get a job on some vineyard (we doubt they have dragons working the fields), and let the world destroy itself while you destroy your sobriety?