You're likely thinking of Traveller, which I'm pretty sure Spoony mentioned. I think it was in his video on the first version of psionics in DND, where it was also possible to die/be a vegetable if you chose to roll for psionic talent and got unlucky.
Our Vampire the Requiem game is still going well. We've been pretty loyal to local Invictus, so I haven't had tavern-burning stories to tell. We have been up to pretty heinous stuff, but it's more edge than fun.
However, we did manage to bring down an elder gangrel, "leader" of the local Carthians (an anarcho-egalitarian faction. Our GM has them pretty similar to Anarchs in the VtM video game). Basically we captured Nines Rodriguez. It was pretty clutch - he had a massive vitae pool, spent many a round, and basically had Senator Anderson's bio-armor. VITAE, SON!
Fortunately we were "supporting" (using as chaff) the local Lancea Sanctum. We had found some super-heretical intel which made them go full DEUS VULT on the Carthians for us. Yay manipulation! (The intel was even real, sorta). These crazed zealots charged in with
torches, using faith-rituals to keep from frenzying from the fire. They also used some strange voodoo on the elder, but mostly they just absorbed his claws with their faces as he wore them down.
We eventually had to order our ghoul companions forward as well, but fortunately this nutjob was a humanitarian (silly Carthians). He merely KO'd our humans, and used his animalism to *steal* my cat 3:
The deciding moment was when he finally ran out of vitae. Using a GM-created tier of Animalism similar to 5, he attempted to send his starving beast into *me*. My character normally uses animalism 5 to quell/incite vampiric beasts, but I wouldn't have had any chance against an Elder's. My blood potency is freakin 2 (intentionally almost nothing) which is most of the "saving throw". Well... He flubbed the roll, and I was pretty lucky, getting a tie result. Defender wins ties. Eleanor will be silently gloating about this for many nights :3
So basically he entered a mindless hunger-frenzy and starting trying to nom his allies. This was particularly amusing since, as a silly exaggeration of anarchism/socialism, they'd been kinda giving him all the chores and no respect. Lazy bums. Without vitae, his crazy blood-shielding dissipated, and my character spent her last willpower to stake him with an arrow.
There's all sorts of other stuff going on, but that's basically the "we slew an adult dragon" moment I'd say. The Prince has a surprise "reward" for us next session, our covert activities are *also* proceeding very well, and we've got some social hooks lined up as our vampires and ghouls recuperate.
Edit: Well I guess we did bomb the heck out of a hospital, but it was abandoned/haunted